Penelope returned his smile and she gave a small chuckle. "Yeah, even I can't imagine how you dealing with a different knight would have worked out. Especially if they were anything like William." She said with amusement. The only reason they had even began to build any sort of trust or friendship in the first place was due to the promise they had made after falling into the river. She doubted there were many knights that would be willing to bend the rules of the mission or even find sympathy for Crow's situation like she had, especially due to his history of stealing from nobles. 

Her attention shifted over to William as he suddenly addressed them. She noticed the knight hesitate as he caught sight of their closeness. The female knight readied herself to return any glare or unwanted opinion he sent their way but instead, she was surprised as he continued on with what he was originally saying. It seemed his begrudging tolerance of Crow also extended to their relationship. 

She gave William a small nod and followed him to the inn ahead. Penelope stopped and climbed off the horse before turning to offer help to Crow, knowing it was probably a bit more difficult for him now with the wound in his chest. "Meet you inside." Penelope told him once he was off the stallion, having grown used to the routine of him hiding the staff and bow while her and William got the room. She turned and walked into the inn with William, getting a room with three beds as she was still cautious about Crow's injury. 

"So this will be our last night before we reach the border huh?" Penelope mused to William. 

"Yes. And tomorrow night we'll be camping." He grunted, taking the key to the room from Penelope. "So be sure to enjoy a full night's rest because tomorrow we'll have to take turns keeping guard. I'm not letting those bastards catch us off guard again." 

With that said, he turned and stalked off to the room while Penelope stayed back, waiting for Crow to return.