It helped, y'know? Picturing the form of the man now over in the holding cell. She found it provided enough incentive to give the punching bag everything she had. By the time she was done, she was sure her arms would be of no real use to her but that might have been for the best--for him anyway.

Punch after punch left her feeling lighter, as if she'd been unloading everything with each blow. She didn't care what anyone said, this was hella cathartic. Why didn't she do this more often?

"You could say that again." Her arms didn't stop moving, even with the appearance of company, but her attention was now divided. Lex gave the bag a particularly hard punch. "Don't you just hate when they give in easily?" IWhack! Whack! Whack! "I mean, where's the challenge in that? All that time and effort for no," WHACK, "payoff." Phew. The Head Auror paused to move her shoulders about a bit, feeling them growing a little stiff before fully turning to face him.

"Anything interesting in the field today?"

He looked like he was ready for his own workout, they could help each other out probably.