“You underestimate my appetite,” Crow smirked. Granted, three full plates of food were a lot for any one person, but he hadn’t had what he would consider a full meal since before he had been arrested. The portions he had been allotted in prison had only been large enough to keep him alive, and the rations the knights had assigned for their journey weren’t much better. Being so physically active as a thief meant expending a lot of energy every day and therefore also eating large meals to replenish it. Food was an important necessity in such a demanding lifestyle, so he was going to make up for lost time.

He followed after Penelope as she went on to find something she wanted to eat, slightly surprised to see her head for a bakery. Of all the places she could get supper, she was looking at a place that made bread? His lip curled upward in amusement as she purchased a few different sweets from the merchant. He never would have guessed she had such a childish side, but then again, he was learning a lot of things about her lately that he didn’t expect.

“Looks like someone has a sweet tooth,” he teased.

[color=fff79a][b]“Ok, I won’t judge if you won’t judge, deal?”[/b][/color] Penelope said.

“I’m not judging,” Crow smiled at her. “I just didn’t take you for the kind of girl who likes sweets. It’s cute.” He led her over to a tree just beyond the marketplace where they could sit and eat away from the crowd. Digging into his first plate, he let out a content sigh, “I suppose there is one perk to nobility if you get to eat food like this every day.”