Beatrix stared at the Knight before walking over, her eye veering on the deception. She stared at bit longer at him before walking slowly over to him. "What are you doing here...? Aren't you a little short for a knight?" She smirked a bit. 

Beatrix, though stern, did in fact have a sense of humor, but she did try to avoid morbid jokes. Mostly for the same of moral. 
"Might I ask why you are standing here, alone? Most Soldiers go accompanied." She said flatly before somewhat flicking her curl to the side.