Penelope gave a weary smile in Neven's direction as he approached. She was going to comment on her tardiness when his following words sunk in. 

Her eyes grew wide in shock as they locked on to his, searching for any trace his words might have been disingenuous or just a just. At once she took both his hands in hers, squeezing them lightly as an excited garbled mesh of French obscenities escaped her quietly under her breath, her face flushing a bright red with joy and relief before she collected herself and her thoughts, echoing back his words in english this time. "We can leave? We really can?" 

Her eyes followed as the other pair separated themselves from the others, they were speaking in hushed tones, and she was too preoccupied at present to wonder why. She didn't have time to. 

"Now? My god if we're free to go then yes, take me from here now, Neven, I just want to leave this place...before they change their minds."