She felt the buzz of his magic as she reached for the door handle, but the magic easily gave way allowing her access to the training room. He leaned casually against the back wall of the room; gym shorts, and t-shirt were already clingy to his body. He had clearly been here longer than ten minutes she had left him waiting. By the dampness of his hair, he had recently showered. She turned slightly, dropping her stuff next to the doorway. He pushed off the wall and made his way to the center of the room before stopping. Assuming that he expected her to join him, she took exactly two steps before slamming face-first into an invisible wall. 