"Likely." Karl threw off the sheets and pulled the t-shirt and pants on as Chris turned politely away. "Man, I feel like going for a good hard run. Making sure everything still works. Isn't it a fucking relief that you don't have to be extra-careful anymore, worrying about breaking someone else's body?" He wiggled unobtrusively... no aches or pains in interesting places, that was good. "And now you'll be able to eat properly again."