Running. Running. That seemed to be the key word of her life. She huffed and ran after, headed the directions she had just said. "I'm running! I'm running! I'm so tired of running..." She said that last part softer.

But she ran, skidding into a wall as she hit a corner, and kept up as best she could. Hell, for all she knew they weren't even being chased right now. If they can get to the baths they can hide there, right? "This better not be a thing. With you. Being chased. That's twice now!"