Penelope laughed a little as he pointed out the toad. She shook her head and continued to look over the various carvings when she noticed Crow speaking with the artist. She glanced over and listened in on their conversation. She eyed the carving of the woman but not feel the same fear as Crow did. Mainly due to her own beliefs. However, she didn’t argue as Crow ushered them away from the stand and off into the crowd.

She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “All because of that?” She asked, choosing to speak carefully even though they had already left the artist and his creations. “It was just a carving. Granted he certainly had talent.” Penelope commented with a small shrug. 

Penelope sighed, her feeling of carefree fun leaving as Crow’s serious attitude made her recall the whole reason they were even in Younis. The knight quietly looked over at the thief for a brief moment, wondering how much he actually believed in the tales of the Younisian gods. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe their gods were real but rather, that she doubted they involved themselves with the human world. And that went for gods of any religion that she came across, even her own. It made her wonder what he thought of the legend behind the king’s staff, the very item he was meant to steal. 

“But I guess you’re right.. We shouldn’t hang around here too long. William will have a fit if we waste too much time.” She mumbled with a decisive nod. “Let’s go stock up on a bit of food and maybe see if they have any medicine stands."