[@SanaChan][@thewizardguy] Eilidh nodded. Her face wasn't one of "I'm sorry" or "I know I did something wrong", it was "I completely agree with you. Leave it to me." She found her new roommate to be quite fun, but she was a little wild, and Eilidh was going her work cut out for her to try and keep her friend out of trouble. Pretty much as soon as the teacher had left, Emily kicked the door near off its hinges and bolted through the corridor. Eilidh pinched her nose and sighed. This was going to be harder than she thought. She followed Emily's trail at a restrained canter, apologising to everyone she past, especially the teachers. Why was it up to her to keep Emily out of trouble? She's not a teacher! She's not a prefect. She doesn't have any position of responsibility in this school. She's a student. She came to learn and make friends. And that's who Emily was. A friend, or at least a potential one. Eilidh would try and keep her out of trouble out of concern and care, but not out of a duty she didn't have nor wanted! Once she was outside the corridors of the school, and all the people who made navigating and weaving her way through particularly challenging, she made it to the courtyard. That's when she broke into a gallop, and covered the lost distance in a matter of seconds. It was a simple scientific fact that horses can run a lot faster than bipedals. Eilidh wasn't even very fit for a centaur, and she still caught up with Emily. Eilidh watched Emily pick the lock, and as she was doing that, whispered "I really wouldn't make a habit of this. You don't think you care about getting told off but this is a whole different kind of trouble. I'm actually kind of scared. If we get caught..." Before Eilidh finished, Emily just waltzed straight inside. Eilidh stood at the doorway, cursing silently, before following her up. It was true that Eilidh was scared, but being in a place she shouldn't be, doing something wrong...it was kind of exhilarating! She was filled with a strange kind of nervous energy, and she couldn't say she hated the experience. The stairs, however, were a killer. She held onto the rails and took it one step at a time. If she were a fit centaur, her muscles would have laughed at this exertion, but she was an unfit centaur, lugging the weight of a horse up every step. It took a while, and by the time she reached the top, she was sweating buckets, but the view of the magnificent school from this roof was worth it. "Wow, this place is amazing! You're so lucky, getting to live life like this, surrounded by these kinda views all the time!"