[Honestly? Guzma is doing much the same. He's working to keep his mind and his hands busy, lest the former control the latter to do harmful things to himself and to others. Guzma doesn't trust himself enough to not lose control when left to his own devices, and the last few months were...well. They were. Thankfully, with hard work and exercise does come the blissful endorphins that fuel a good mood, and Guzma has enough wit to see when someone is overworking themself for a purpose.

He approaches the Knight after a period of simply watching them work so feverishly, and squats down to offer them his canteen for a drink. He's not...sure how it is they eat and drink, but if a Magnemite can eat a pokebean with its fucking eye, then who's he to judge how this little thing will absorb water?]

Hey, Lil Bro, how 'bout you take a break for a while, yeah? Y'must be thirsty and hungry after all'a that hard work. You n' me can sit a while and relax a bit 'fore we get to it again, a'ight?