Penelope watched the two as the spoke, falling silent for a moment. She gave a questioning look at Crow as he avoided giving the staff over to William. As her gaze wandered over the staff, she wondered what his reason was for not letting the older knight touch it. [i]The legend was clearly false... So then why?[/i] She wanted to ask him but judging by how he didn't give William a detailed answer, the knight figured she'd have to wait for a chance to talk with him privately. 

She was glad to see that the older knight wasn't hellbent on taking either the staff or bow from the thief. [i]At least he'll be a little easier to deal with than before..[/i] She thought as she recalled how coldly William had treated Crow before. Though the change wasn't too great, she was still thankful for it. As William turned to her, Penelope bit back a smirk as the older knight quickly changed the subject. 

"Alright," She said with a small nod of agreement. "We'll keep moving until we find a better place to stop for the night." Penelope added the last part as she considered how tired she felt. She understood William's desire to keep moving and put a greater distance between them and the castle, but it had been a long day and she wanted nothing more than to curl up and sleep. 

William nodded and began to follow Penelope as she took the lead as they walked. After a little while of walk, she gradually fell back besides Crow, silently letting William take the lead. She looked over at William, making sure that the older knight had his gaze focused ahead as she moved closer besides Crow so their hands brushed as they walked. "Hey, how's your leg holding up?" She asked, trying to keep her tone casual despite the more serious and concerned look on her face. She hadn't forgotten about the injury and though he had made it out alive, she was still worried about his well-being.