Nyx doesn't bother responding to that text. He simply pushes himself up from the mat, making a mental note that he has another set of push ups to do before he strolls out of the training area, using the towel slung over his shoulder to wipe away sweat as he goes. Which is how Squall will find him, hovering by the main entrance (inside, thank you, he's not wearing enough to wait outside in this weather) in nothing but a pair of familiar track pants.

When did he steal this pair out of Squall's closet? Good question.