Crow met Penelope’s gaze with interest as she spoke of the sky being dull if there were only constellations. It was comforting to hear her talk about how every star important. He already believed it, himself, but still, he liked hearing it come from someone else’s mouth. He looked up at the glittering black of night once more and watched as a shooting star streaked from right to left, lighting up the sky as it passed. He sighed. The peasants of the outer village had a belief about those, too, but he didn’t feel like sharing it with the knight. He didn’t want to depress her when they were having such a good conversation.

However, it that seemed Penelope’s demeanor was already turning melancholic. Crow eyed her curiously as her expression became somber and she spoke in a hushed voice, [color=fff79a][b]“I wonder if she watches me…”[/b][/color] The thief wondered who she was talking about. One of the star guardians, perhaps? He was just about to ask when the knight snapped out of her trance: [color=fff79a][b]“Ah, sorry… I got a bit lost in thought there…”[/b][/color] She seemed embarrassed, but that only piqued his interest even more.

Crow turned away from the open side of the cart, leaning against the ledge to better face Penelope. “Who’s watching you?” he asked slowly. He knew he might be treading dangerous ground. After all, they had only recently become friendly with each other, and she might not want to share such personal information just yet. He was holding onto some deep dark secrets that he wasn’t about to share with a woman he just met within the last week. He could only guess the knight was doing the same.

“You don’t have to share if you don’t want to,” he added. “I understand secrets better than anybody. It’s yours to keep if you wish.”