Penelope smiled a little as she listened to Hazel. The knight felt her heartbeat excitedly at the first half of the report, it sounded like the new medicine was truly working. It filled her with relief to know that Crow was making progress and it sounded like they might have just cured him. That is, until Hazel mentioned that the results weren't all positive. The knight looked over  at her, meeting her gaze gaze for a brief moment before Hazel looked back to Jane. 

As she went on to explain that Crow wasn't completely cured, the knight shifted uncomfortably. Her previous feeling of relief drained slightly as she learned that, though he was doing better, the disease could still kill him. However, with Jane around, Penelope remained silent and fairly stoic aside from a faint look of worry as the two continued to talk. Though Crow might not have been completely cured, it didn't sound like all hope was lost quite yet as the they spoke of how to handle him coughing up blood. 

Penelope still felt concerned hearing that the disease was still killing him but hearing Jane and Hazel speak about treating it further made her relax a little. It was too much to expect them to find a complete treatment with only one meeting after all and by the sound of it, Crow still had time. However, she hoped that this refinement on the medicine would be the last one they needed. The knight looked over at Hazel and nodded her head in agreement with her parting words. "I hope so." The knight said softly. 

"Hopefully." Jane agreed with a firm nod before she slowly stood up. Letting out a small yawn she looked over at Penelope. "Come on we should get back to camp." 

Penelope paused before nodding her head in agreement. She wished she was able to speak with Hazel more privately, wanting to ask more about how Crow was doing aside from just the illness. However, it was rather impossible with Jane around, which was probably a good thing since the knight had a feeling Hazel would get much too easily annoyed by the pestering. So instead Penelope got up to her feet to leave with the physician. "See you in five days." She said with a small wave goodbye. 

Jane lead the way out of the tavern and Penelope followed closely behind. The two stepped out onto the street and began to make their way back to camp. A silence fell over them, both clearly deep in thought as they walked. Penelope eventually spoke up, letting out a long sigh, "So you think those herbs will do the trick for her patient?"

"I think so." Jane shrugged and looked over at Penelope. "Unless it's something other than clotting in the lungs, I think it it'll work but medicine and illnesses are complicated so no one can say for sure until after we try it."

Penelope nodded her head understandingly and focused her gaze back ahead as they walked to camp. As they reached the camp, the two parted ways as they headed to their separate tents. Penelope moved to lay down for the night as she stepped into her tent, eager to get some sleep. The knight still remained hopeful about finding the cure for the illness despite the fact that the last medicine hadn't been a complete success. As she laid down for the night, she found it difficult to sleep as her mind continued to wander back to Crow and his health. She found the illness a bit frustrating the more she thought about. The knight wished she could do more to help him, more to protect him, but it wasn't an enemy that she could fight for him. She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes tightly. Eventually the knight managed to drift off into a light sleep.