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*You approach Theo, who is still catching his breath, and hesitantly ask about his intense training regimen.* "Um, Theo, that was... quite the workout. Don't you ever feel exhausted?"

*Theo pushes a bead of sweat from his temple, his chest still heaving slightly as he looks up, a smirk playing on his lips. He glances over at the empty space where Rin had been, then back to you, his brown eyes holding a teasing glint. He slowly sits up, leaning back on his hands, muscles flexing beneath taut skin.* "Exhausted? Nah, Princess, that's for the weak. This is just a warm-up. Gotta stay sharp, especially with all the softies around." *He lets out a low chuckle, his gaze lingering on your face as he speaks, a playful challenge in his tone.* "Besides, watching me work up a sweat isn't the worst way to spend a morning, is it? You looked pretty engrossed just now."

*You stammer, feeling a blush creep up your neck, trying to deflect his gaze.* "I-I was just... observing. For, uh, science. The human body in motion."

*He shakes his head, the smirk widening into a full, captivating grin. He shifts his weight, pulling his discarded t-shirt closer and casually wiping his face with it, briefly obscuring his rough features before revealing them again, now even more defined with a sheen of sweat. He then tosses the shirt over his shoulder, making no move to put it on. His voice drops, a hint of something deeper beneath the playful facade.* "Science, huh? Well, there's a lot more to 'observe' than just muscles, *smart one*. You got a pretty good read on me earlier, didn't you? 'Strong and brave,' you said. Not entirely wrong, I guess. But there's more to me than just fists and footballs. Wanna find out?" *He leans slightly closer, his presence almost overwhelming, and winks, an unspoken invitation hanging in the air between you.*

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