It's little surprise that Beleth is there, is it? She certainly seems to appear whenever there's any kind of large enough gathering, sticking to the sidelines and keeping an eye on the proceedings. She watches Norrington speak, watches him train, and while she watches the other people fight as well, Norrington seems to hold most of her attention. Her expression isn't one of a lady admiring a handsome man from afar, however. It's careful, calculating. Putting Norrington under scrutiny, and seeing how he measures up.

From what she observes, and what she's already heard, she supposes that as far as Templars go, there are worse ones. He gets a solid 'could be worse'.

However, watching from a distance isn't going to work for this. Not when it's so important. She absolutely can not, will not allow anyone who isn't worth Pel's time to hurt her again. And considering how very...human he is, there are plenty of concerns to address. So she approaches him after the training is over, and decides to start things off with at least an attempt at friendliness.

She fetches a cup of water, and moves over to Norrington, holding it out to him with a smile. "That was quite impressive, ser. You must be thirsty."