With the taller girl finally coming to a stop, Beatrix gratefully regained her breathe, hands gripping her knees as she doubled over. Physical activity was not her best stat, admittedly.

After a few moments, Beatrix straightened her posture and puffed out her chest, smirking condescendingly, "Hmph! Of course I'm fine! A light trot is nothing to me! ...Still, there's no need to rush, so don't go speeding all over the place, will you? It's quite annoying."
Relaying the directions of her dorm to the girl, Beatrix walked onwards once more. Roughly a ten minute walk away, which was just about within her limit. Quite handy when she needed supplies or new frien- toys.

[i]Oh, right, peasants should be rewarded when they actually succeed, right?[/i] the young girl suddenly realised. Well, money was hardly an issue for someone of Beatrix' status, but how much did one pay for an escort such as this? It wasn't that difficult, right? But this girl pretty much volunteered...
The arrogant girl continued to ponder this dilemna with a small frown as she walked.