"I mean training in general." Jack said, giving Ryan a reassuring smile. "I trust you'll master your own skills in time."

"Do you? Do you really? I'm not getting my hopes up just in case they can't come true." Ryan says, sulking. Ray tries to cheer him up.

"I do, really. I don't lie." Jack said.

"Right." Ryan says half heartedly, glancing at everything but the people with him. "So what do we do next?"
Sam stations herself next to Jack, not too close but not too far.
Ray awkwardly stands off to one side.

"How about stamina, since you can't tire too quickly as now."

"Fun. What'll we do about that? Obstacle courses? Running? Wait, no, I don't want to jinx it." Ryan says, shaking his head.

Jack smiled. "A game." He said in a friendly manner.

Ryan grins devilishly. "Imma beat you all no problem." He boasts. Sam looks like she was about to argue with Ryan but thought better of it. Ray looks interested.
"A game? I'm sorry Ryan, but it's obvious I am going to win." Ray says, positive that they would win this no matter what they were against or what game it was. They were like that.

"We will just play tag, but there are two twists. One, you can't stop moving. Two, if the tagger tags you, you must do at least ten push ups before you begin to chase. This will just test your stamina, don't push yourselves ... yet." He smirked faintly at the last word.

"..." Ryan looks a bit bummed. Ray nods, eager to take on the challenge. Sam bounces on her toes before stopping and tapping her fingers on her legs, ready to take off and let nobody get her.
"I'm ready! It sounds fun. Let's go!" Ray says.