I broke into a run, then leaped. Flying over several thin mats, I landed lightly on my hands in perfect balance and blanaced myself again, sprining up and over another mat to land on one. When I flipped rightside-up, I must’ve looked freaked out, because Doc called, “That’s normal. Don’t worry.” “But I’ve never been able to do that before!” Well, now you can. Spoke Mack calmly. I growled softly, and Roger crossed over and smiled at me, arms folding over his broad chest. He was roughly about twenty, if my guess was correct. I stared at him for a minute, and he stepped forward, motioing to the extra extra thick mat beneath our bare feet. Somehow, when I’d entered this room, my shoes had gotten off without my notice.

“Is this your mat of choice?”
“Yes, Roger, I do believe it is.”

Doc spoke for me as Jason snarled. Are you going to let him speak for you, Carlie? Use YOUR voice! You have one, don’t you?

“Yes, Roger, that is my choice.”

I spoke with a glare to the Doctor.

“Doc, you can leave us now.”