The house was full of groans and grunts.
Damon was struggling through yet another stretch, his limbs bent into an awkward position.
"Don't you do yoga for Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu?" Svetlana teased, glancing over at him with an amused grin.
"I do," he replied, straining to hold his balance. "But what the hell are these moves?"
The way his arms and legs were twisted right now made no sense at all, and he couldn't keep his balance.
Svetlana stepped in, gently guiding him with one hand on his shoulder and the other helping his arm into place, her touch steadying him as he tried to mimic her effortless pose.
Damon let out a huff, shooting her a look somewhere between frustration and admiration. "You make this look way too easy."
Svetlana smiled and moved into a difficult pose.
She lifted one leg high behind her and reached back to grab her ankle while balancing on the other leg.