No it's not, at least judging from the short teenage boy pausing mid-motion in his exercises, thereby achieving a the effect of a paused gogo dancer before he lowers leg out of the now somewhat spoiled kick. Luvander wouldn't call himself a hand-to-hand combat expert by any means - for someone with his talents, weapons are so much more effective - but going through the motions certainly is a good way of limbering up.

He attempts to push his damp fringe out of his eyes with a grin, expansively gesturing around him at all the standard gym paraphernalia surrounding him, while clearly dressed in a loose-fitting exercise outfit. "Tell me, whatever gave you that impression?"