[ Evve pondered sitting up, but she succumbed to her perpetual laziness instead. She fiddled with the corner of her current page between her index finger and thumb in a way that suggested she may not have actually read what her eyes had been skimming and was debating just moving onto the next page. ]

What's the point? You're just going to get old and weak anyway and you'll have wasted all that time training. [ If Evve didn't say that with such apathy, one could argue she was a miserable old bat. ] Unless you plan to become one of those muscle grannies. [ What even. ]