And yet you still felt the need to question out loud.

[Even though it had hardly been a question. Kratos hisses again, flexing his fist slowly to work through the throbbing tingles spreading through his hand and arm.]

On a scale you would understand? Hmh. I don't know. It's been a while since I've worked with painlessness existing on the scale. It's -- tolerable, at any rate.

[He sighs, rueful.]

But I probably shouldn't be carrying a sword. I'll only open them again.

[Which means he's relegated to leg stretches and jogging, and some slow bare-handed patterns.]