Penelope rolled her eyes, returning a similar look of annoyance with the thief.  She didn't respond and instead fixed her gaze elsewhere but always kept him in the corner of her eye. Seeing as he wouldn't be moving anytime soon, she pulled her legs up to her chest and began to look around. Spotting a fallen stick nearby, she picked it up and began to draw in the dirt around her. The activity was merely a way to pastime and keep her from falling asleep for the time being. 

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Time seemed to tick by slowly. Penelope felt her eyes getting heavier and heavier, threatening to close despite her best efforts. She groaned and slowly forced herself up onto her feet. Her muscles were still sore but the pain had lessen with her time spent relaxing. She walked up to the water's edge and look out over the river. She hoped they hadn't been sent too far down. The sooner they returned, the better after all. The knight rubbed her eyes and let out a small yawn before turning and walking up to Crow.

"Get up. Time to go." She announced. Despite her tired looks that she tried to conceal in vain, the knight sounded rather awake.