Her brother snorted and took a step towards Crow. He eyed him for a moment. "If we're relying on a petty thief like you then I think this kingdom has reached dark days.... Besides that," he gave a mocking smirk, one that likely resembled the guards Crow had previously delt with, "I didn't know dogs could talk."

While her brother came off far more cold hearted, her father seemed more reserved and distant. He said nothing to his son to either support or discourage his behavior. Instead, he looked to Penelope. "Well, I trust that things will run smooth enough for you." he mused casually. Penelope gave a small smile but she seemed a bit concerned with her brother's treatment of Crow. "Ah,  Layth... While it is our duty to make sure he doesn't take off, we can't have him injured..." she said sounding rather reluctant to say anything against him.