Penelope took her usual seat in the back as they headed off once more. She looked over at Crow as he struck up a conversation between them, which she was admittedly happy about since speaking with him had become rather hard to do as of late thanks to the extra vigilant William and Hartley. “Good actually.” She replied with a small smile. “I’m assuming you slept well considering you finally managed to get an actual bed.”

“Hold on!” Hartley piped in as usual. His eyes were rather wide as he looked over at Penelope for an explanation. “He just called you ‘love’!” Though his jealousy usually targeted Crow, it seemed this time he was more shocked that Penelope acted so calmly.

“Huh?” Penelope said a bit caught off guard. After spending so much time with the thief, she had grown quite accustom to him referring to her as such, even throwing it back in his face unsuccessfully at times.

“Oh. He just does that..” She replied with a careless shrug. However, it caused the knight to pause for a brief moment. It was the first time she actually thought about how he addressed her. [i]I don’t think he’s ever said my name before...[/i] She thought, finding herself caring a little more than she let on. 

“What?” Hartley questioned. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard him actually address a woman by her actual name.” She added, noticing Hartley starting to look a little upset with the situation. She hoped by explaining that it was women in general that the younger thief would realize it wasn’t Crow flirting with her. 

Hartley narrowed his gaze questioningly at Crow as it sounded like flirting in his mind before turning back to Penelope. “Well that’s just wrong.” He declared to her. “A name as pretty as yours deserves to be said, Penelope.” 

“It’s really not a big deal.” Penelope said with an awkward chuckle.