Penelope shifted worriedly as she stayed besides Crow, unsure what to do. She wanted to try and find his companions, thinking they might know something about what was going on with the thief, but it was too risky to leave him alone with the knights patrolling nearby. She peaked around the boulder they were hiding behind, glancing around for any signs of movement. It seemed they had gotten away but she worried the knights might retrace their steps to the slope they were hiding at. It wouldn't take too much searching around to find them there it they did.

Luckily it wasn't long before the thief finally woke up. She felt him shift besides her and looked over at him, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. Penelope turned to him, about to question him about what had happened, but he spoke first. As he tried to sell her the lie about an injury he received in Younis, she narrowed her eyes at him, knowing fully well that wasn't the truth. However, she could figure out why he was trying to hide the truth, especially from her. 

"You're lying." She said quietly. "I checked you over for injuries.. I thought that maybe one had reopened but you didn't have any. Nothing that would have caused you to collapse like that. And your legs were working just fine when we first took off so don't go trying to claim it was a sprain." A hint of sternness seeped into her voice before she let out a quiet sigh and placed her hand on his arm. 

"Crow, what's going on?" She asked him, her gaze softening with concern as she met his gaze searchingly. Clearly there had to be something not right with him and she suspected he had some kind of sickness since it wasn't anything visible to the eye. Something was off and she wanted to know what. She had seen people fall ill before but they always seemed to recover after a little while, usually getting help from healers, so she didn't understand why he was trying to hide it.