Penelope nodded her head as he mentioned they should start heading back. She took her cloak from him, mumbling a word of thanks, and tried to squeeze out more of the water before throwing the wet clothing over her shoulders again. The knight gave a small shiver before moving towards the door. She looked over at Crow and nodded her head. "See you." She said before parting ways with the thief. 

As he headed off towards the ravine, Penelope stepped out and headed off in the direction of camp. Now alone and not panicking because of the storm, she found her mind buzzing with thoughts of what had happened between them. Her heart pounded both nervously and excitedly in her chest. She certainly didn't regret telling Crow how she felt, even though it had happened rather suddenly, but now it left her with a big decision to make. She had three days to think it over but the knight was already trying to figure out what she wanted as she walked alone. 

Two years ago she would have easily given everything up for Crow if the war had been prevented. However, since those plans were destroyed, she had focused heavily on her career. Penelope glanced over her shoulder towards the village of Myrefall as she considered what she had been able to do to help the outer villages thanks to her position as a lieutenant. It had felt rather empowering to make a difference in the war and she'd be lying to say that she didn't want to do more of that. If she chose to stay, perhaps she'd be able to go even farther to make a difference for the outer villages, especially if she had Gavin at her side who shared a similar goal.

[i]But would that be enough for me?[/i] She wondered as Crow crossed through her mind. She had come to accept that she loved him and that it was unlikely for her to love any other man, even Gavin, like she did him. Though they had been on rocky terms at first because of her initial decision, she seemed to have naturally drifted back into working with him and grew close to him again rather easily. She thought of the future she had once planned for with him in Farhill. She had believed that future to be long dead but now, it wasn't and a familiar longing to run off with the thief tugged strongly at her heart. The knight felt torn in two. 

As she reached the knight's camp, she quietly snuck back into her tent, relieved to finally be back. She changed out of the peasant clothing and quickly laid down for the night. Though she felt conflicted, Penelope was far too tired to stay up for much longer. She soon drifted off into a deep sleep, leaving the confusion she felt to be better addressed in the coming days.