Trip wasn't terribly fond of pain and what he didn't like about it at all was making it worse and pretending it wasn't there. He wasn't sure about touching her legs - T'Pol must be rubbing off on him.

"It looks hard," he said, although he stood up and gave it a go. He looked over at her as he positioned his feet and then squatted down. And fell backwards onto the sand. Not that it bothered him - he sat up, laughing. "Is there a Carbon Mind, that's a little easier?"