Penelope nodded, recalling Evelyn from the tavern. She listened as Crow explained that her daughter had been a herbalist and that he had learned about plants from her. The knight tried not to pay much attention to how he trailed off and turned red before finishing his sentence. She looked down at the flower as he went on to press it into the inside of her forearm. It wasn’t long before she began to feel the spot tingle with numbness. 

“I can’t. That’s weird.” She mumbled, a bit surprised a simple flower could have such an impact. Normally, she thought that healers had to mash them together with other various herbs and plants to bring out such factors. Her gaze flickered back up to him as he admitted that using it as a pain reliever wasn’t why he had picked it up. She raised her eyebrow at him curiously. 

“I think we should use whatever we got so I say go for it.” Penelope said with a nod of approval. She moved on to put the arrows she had collected back into the quiver and moved to pick up the two bags once more so they could get moving again. The knight paused, thinking something over before adding. “Do you think you could use some on my dagger when the time comes? I’m planning to try and steal a sword from someone once I get inside.. It shouldn’t be too difficult so long as they don’t expect it but it’d be nice to have a back up plan if the element of surprise doesn’t work.” 

The thought of having something to fall back on was rather comforting to the knight, who was still trying to figure out what lied ahead for them. Crow having knowledge about such a thing and figuring out a way to use it to their advantage certainly helped her feel a little better. Though she was doing her best to push away her worries and remain positive about their upcoming palace raid, she’d be lying to say she had been able to completely ignore all of them.