He'd just roll his eyes if she did, but it's got nothing to do with age and everything to do with fifteen years worth of ruining his health. Connor knows he's not where he used to be, physically.

Nodding, he slides back into the first kata, standing where she can mirror him again. Once through, he gives her a handful of newer moves, then he repeats the old ones mixed with the new, taking her through a longer chain of poses now. Give him a little while of this, and he'll be ready for another fight.