[Latvia couldn't help but let out shrill squeak at the whip. This seemed more like abuse than education, weren't there rules against using physical punishment? Either way, he didn't feel like he was in any shape to give that many push-ups]
U-um... Can I be excused? My arm's still healing and I don't want to agitate it.
[He pulled up his sleeve, hoping to show the light scar that had formed there. Of course it had been completely healed upon arrival with only a light mark as proof of its existence but even that should have faded quickly for him. All in all it was just a convenient excuse]
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U-um... Can I be excused? My arm's still healing and I don't want to agitate it.
[He pulled up his sleeve, hoping to show the light scar that had formed there. Of course it had been completely healed upon arrival with only a light mark as proof of its existence but even that should have faded quickly for him. All in all it was just a convenient excuse]