[Darin had just finished his morning jog around the temple and was just starting up his push-up routine. He'd stripped off his tan overshirt, leaving him in the off-black shirt underneath and was already dropping to the sand, counting out the first few push-ups. He was purposefully at a slight incline, his feet higher than the rest of his body, and his hands dug into the sand, obviously fighting for traction. Needless to say, Darin had been doing this long before he had come to Waverly Bay. The routine was just too quick, it came too naturally to him.]

[After he counted out twenty push-ups, he kicks up into a handstand, then falls completely forward into a tumble, which he quickly bounces up from.]

[He hadn't responded right away, he didn't want to lose count after all, but once he was up, he greets Sonico with a quick heel-turn and a grin.]

Sonico, hey! Long time no, see!

[He steps over, brushing the sand from his torso and pants.]

I've been up for about an hour or so already. Nothing like greeting the dawn with some morning exercises, right?