Jane began her stretch and other preparations to try and shift again. She needed to make sure she would be in optimal condition so she wouldn't risk hurting herself. Art and Asher were taking the chance to spar a little while Art manipulated the speed of his hands using his gloves.
"Jackson, how high exactly can you throw me do you thing?" Sammy had realized that Jackson was the strongest out of all of them and that she was one of the lightest. It was very real for here to be thrown all the way to the high crow longs of the gym.
"Honesty? I have no idea. I don't want to to be like the wall at camp where I could have jumped over it but didn't know my limits." Jackson had that on his mind constantly since camp.
