Hasha moved closer to Jason, until there was not more than a foot between them.  "An exercise regiment. That is a wonderful  and very practical idea," she replied.  "And thank you for the tea.  I'm feeling much better."<br/><br/>She paused for a moment, scrutinizing him, although she still ignored (or seemed to be ignoring) his discomfort.  She reached up with both hands, and pushed back her ebony locks, revealing her face more fully to him.  "Would you like to spar with me?" she asked, smiling slyly at him.   There was a hint of mischief in her eyes as she waited for his answer.