[ Sure enough, Yzak is still in the training room. Though the training he's doing isn't very intense - what he's mainly doing is a mix of exercises while his newly-set prosthetic right arm is healing. As well as getting a feel how some general actions feel with it: a pistol that he lifts, wrist rotating back and forth a few times, lowers back down to his side, and repeats. A slow swing of the arm backward as it handles a sword, and then a small swing forward.
He is very focused on what he's doing, so much so that he easily notices the sound of the door to the room sliding open. He pauses in his actions, glances over his shoulder to see who just entered, and—
action~!
He is very focused on what he's doing, so much so that he easily notices the sound of the door to the room sliding open. He pauses in his actions, glances over his shoulder to see who just entered, and—
Uh.
He's staring sorry. ]