The soreness she had as well made her a tad more patient when he took his time getting up. However, she still gave him an annoyed look but was otherwise silent. Penelope let him take the lead as she walked a few paces behind him as they headed up stream. The knight almost felt like running back at the thought of bed and then breakfast. 

Normally, she could easily control such urges but it had been a long day and she had very little to eat before. Her stomach quietly rumbled in regret as she thought of the stew she had left behind. How foolish had she been gettng herself into a situation like this! Letting her emotions get the better of her and then allowing a pety thief to nearly escape. During her self ridicule, Penelope was glaring ahead absently as she paid attention to Crow and the direction they were going.

His humming was soon heard and she swayed slightly as she walked. Penelope began to yawn. "Shut up, would you." she snapped, not caring if he was merely enjoying himself or trying to mess with her. In a very bad mood, that was mainly caused by her own tiredness, made Penelope even more irritable and hostile than usual. It was almost like Crow had gotten stuck with William rather than Penelope. The only thing that was lacking was her awareness but that was simply because of her current condition.