Penelope fell quiet as the two healers began to speak with one another. Most of what they spoke of was beyond the knight's knowledge. However, she was pleased that they seemed to work together just fine. Hazel even seemed to relax slightly as they focused on discussing the herbs. Hearing Jane speak with the herbalist made the knight regain a little bit of hope that they'd be able to figure the cure out in time to save Crow. It sounded like the physician's knowledge had come in handy like Penelope had been hoping for. It was still too early to tell if the herbs Jane gave Hazel would help in finding a cure but they'd possibly get them on the right track. 

"That works." Jane nodded with approval as the meeting reached its end. The physician gathered her belongs and slung her the strap of her bag back over her shoulder as she moved to stand up. "It was good meeting you, Hazel. Hopefully those herbs will give you some kind of results so we have a better idea of what we're working with when we meet next."

The knight stood up as well, giving a small nod of agreement with Jane's words. As Jane began to move towards the door, Penelope hung back for a moment and met Hazel's gaze appreciatively. "Thank you for meeting with her.. I hope it helps him." She said quietly to the herbalist before quickly turning and heading off to rejoin Jane, who had paused by the door to wait for the knight. 

Jane raised an eyebrow questioningly for a moment before turning to lead the way out of the tavern. Once they had walked a little ways away, the physician let out a long sigh, "Well I have to admit I'm a bit impressed. That herbalist knew more than I was expecting. Her notes were missing a few things but overall, they weren't bad for someone who hasn't been properly trained."

"That's good." Penelope mused quietly as she glanced over at Jane. 

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The two chatted quietly with each other as they made their way back to camp. Hazel seemed to have left a decent impression on Jane, which Penelope hoped would continue during their future meetings together. They eventually parted ways once they reached camp. Penelope found it a bit difficult to not try to slip past the guards out of habit. It was strange to have approval to leave for nightly meetings. 

The knight headed off to her tent. The meeting had calmed her a little, regaining a bit of hope that she had previously lost. She let out a tired yawn and laid down for the night, soon drifting off to sleep.