Kid's mouthy, time to deal. You got what you got, and now you deal with the consequences of the heavens.

Exercise is exercise, and he doesn't actually want to strain anything.

"My pace, huh?" Alright, then he'll take off, and that's not exactly a teenager's normal running speed, and if Sonic looked closely enough he seems to be dashing and blinking forward every once in a while. He's not as fast as Sonic, but he's certainly faster than most.