Renovated and expanded from the estate's original stables, in memoriam of Alysande Stuart. Houses a modest swimming pool suitable for laps and diving, numerous exercise equipment, and an indoor basketball court. A soccer field is nearby, and the stables are still maintained with a number of well-heeled equines.
Elena looked up from where she was doing some light arm curls, obviously stressing endurance over mass. "Hello, Will. Is something wrong?" She indicated the uniform.
"Yeah, there's been some, you know, psychological problems to go along with the physical ones. So, you know, it's nice to hear I'm officially crazy, rather than just playing one on TV."
"Hrm? Oh! Oh, no, I don't, uh, do much weight training. The reason's fairly obvious, I suppose," he said, shifting into a much more muscular version of himself.
"I suppose I see your point," she said. "Still, I see the folks with super strength in here working out on occasion. So there might still be some benefit to it."
"Well, I'm not sure... I didn't want to monopolize the danger room, you know? Some people have important things to do. Just looking for opportunities to extend myself."
"Well, erm....to be honest, I wasn't expecting anyone to be here in the weight room when I showed up, so maybe this isn't a good time..." he said, abashedly.