Throughout their conversation, Penelope learned a great deal about what her friend had been up to over their long time apart. As Beatrix seemed to slowly relax into the conversation, she spoke about how she had eventually stopped challenging her parents and instead focused her energy into learning the things they wanted her to. It surprised Penelope to find out that Beatrix was actually extremely well read because of it. It seemed her parents had given her quite an extensive education, likely in hopes of attracting a scholar. Beatrix explained how she had a brief period of freedom from both education and duties as a wife. The noblewoman didn't elaborate much on them though, merely brushing over that time as an enjoyable one before moving onto explain how her father had eventually picked out Francis to be her husband. 

Of course, Penelope shared stories of her own in return. She spoke about her training as a knight, her trip to Younis, her rise to lieutenant and ended on speaking about how things were on the war front. The knight mentioned the story of Gavin to Beatrix, trying to relate to her old friend in someway as she knew about what it was like to have a father force a suitor onto her. Naturally she kept talk about Crow to a minimum, briefly mentioning him whenever certain questions about either trip or her familiarness with him arised. And Beatrix didn't hesitate to ask questions. Despite claiming to have left that thrill for adventure in the past, she seemed completely enraptured by Penelope's stories. It left the knight wondering if she was really satisfied with her life or if she had merely settled for the path laid out by her parents. 

"Gods sounds like you've had quite a time." Beatrix laughed. "You've done so much!"

"I feel like I didn't even start doing anything until a few years ago though." Penelope mused with a small smirk. Polishing off the rest of her breakfast, she leaned away from the table and shifted her gaze toward the nearby window, glancing out of it with a thoughtful look. 

"Still more than most." Beatrix pointed out with a smirk. The noblewoman had finished her breakfast prior but was simply too wrapped up in the conversation to excuse herself quite yet. 

Penelope nodded absently before an idea struck her. With grin, she turned back to Bee. "Say, I was going to go spar a bit today but I think I have a better idea. How about you come with me and I can teach you a bit about swordsmanship? I'll show you a few moves." she offered. 

Beatrix blinked and a hint of excitement entered her gaze before quickly disappearing to be replaced with uncertainty. "Ah.. I don't know.. I'm free but well, I don't exactly have the gear for it.. Not to mention, I doubt I'll be any good." she said frowning. 

"No one's born an expert." Penelope said with a dismissive wave. "As for the gear, don't worry about it. Barracks are well stocked with the supplies we need. I wouldn't expect you to have that anyways. So what do you say? Up for it?"

Beatrix hesitated again and the knight began to think she would likely decline the offer, however, in the next moment the noblewoman smiled at her and nodded her head. "Alright. I'm in." she confirmed. 

"Great!" Penelope smiled, glad that they'd be able to spend some more time together and eager to teach her friend how to wield a sword. As she rose to her feet, she motioned for Beatrix to follow her as she lead the way out of the Great Hall. "First let's get you out of that dress and into something more appropriate for sword fighting." she said as she began to lead the way towards her room.