[This is the oddest workout routine Taryon has ever witnessed, but sure. Games are meant to show off one's athletic and dexetrous prowess. He watches the score counter rack up a bunch of points, only to result in a C.]

Well, that's too low for the effort you put in. [He shrugs, then turns to Nuvia.] I'd like to try. But can we start with something less...intense? Not that I'm not capable of it, but I ought to warm up before we get to the good stuff.

[He rolls his shoulders, hoping that he looks tough and strong enough to do any song.]