Meaning: strength, graciousness, presumption
They were both sweating bullets by the time they made it to the stop sign at the end of the street.
"I swear you're trying to kill me." Zatanna panted. She gravitated towards the stop sign when they stopped. She leaned against it, letting it support her weight while she caught her breath. Dick was still jogging in place.
"I thought you said you run?" He chuckled.
"For two miles, then I turn back. We've been running for at least six."
"It's a good workout and come on, your not even sweating."
"Ladies don't sweat, we glow," she huffed and righted herself. "How many more miles we got?"
"Four more to go."
She started stretching, "Alright, let's go."
"You sure you're up for it?"
"Yeah. What? You getting tired?" With one last stretch she took off jogging.
"Whatever you say," he said under his breath before jogging after her.