"The Institute has enough money that I suspect a Baby Bella in our world would get one anyway, but I really don't need it."
"Suit yourself." She flips over and balances with perfect stillness on one hand.
"That is fantastically impressive, but not worth more than eighty-seven thousand dollars to me."
"Nah, I get it." Pause. "So how good are you at punching shit, d'you wanna go in the yard and spar?"
"I am reasonably good at punching shit! Even better at kicking shit, actually. I'd love to spar, as long as you can promise that you hold back well enough not to break any bones if I don't dodge something."
"Oh yeah, I won't break you. Perfect control, I don't even have to leave bruises if you're timid, I can stop just short and tap you."
She looks down at her clothing. It's not really appropriate for sparring in. "Bar, could I borrow a change of clothes?"
"If I go into the bathroom to change I could be gone for hours in the minutes it takes me. There's no one else here; do you have any objection to just turning your back after we go outside?"
"I don't really care, to be honest, but most people would have been weird about it. And Bar has a rule against nudity in the main area."
Edie changes and also stretches. She is not as limber, but has some impressively-developed leg muscles.
Edie hasn't been spending the last several years of her life dedicated to combat training. But she has anger issues and hand-to-hand combat is best way she's found to manage them. She has strong legs and she knows how to play to her strengths.
Aegis just got off the treadmill and she is, for all her skill, a skinny young kid. That said, she is promptly upside down and then off the ground entirely and flicking Edie in the forehead and then bouncing away with a light kick to the shoulder, and she doesn't slow down from there.
There's no doubt at all that Aegis is better at this than Edie is. But she's definitely going to get in a few solid hits.
The teacher's not gonna ask, when Aegis goes to class, where the marks are from. Aegis rolls (flips, sways, limbos, pirouettes) with the punches &c and lightly swats her opponent, only resorting to bruising force when it's part of pushing off for movement.
Edie's nowhere near as graceful as Aegis, but she's good enough not to look like a chump. If Aegis is the wind, she can be the mountain.
Eventually: "This seems like enough."