"Sinthia?" Illya was so surprised by her appearance in the all male gym, that he almost didn't catch the heavy bag and stop it's swing before it hit him. As usual, she looked absolutely amazing. Even with the black eye and healing split in her lip. And here he was, bathed in sweat, and stinky. She garnered a few wolf whistles as she made her way to him. "What are you doing here?"