Shula followed Faelan's directions. "Do I just..." She said, trailing off and pushing the button. The track began to slowly move under her feet, taking her a bit off guard. She turned up the speed on the treadmill, gradually increasing it until she was at a brisk jog.<br/><br/>"So what? Is this all you want me to do?" She asked, finding the task mindlessly simple. The claws on her feet scraped against the treadmill and she felt a little nervous about the sound, not wanting to be caught by the man named Alejandro. The more time she spent around Faelan the more she felt insulted at his confidence in her ability to do things herself.