Penelope looked at Olivia and gave a small snort of amusement as she listened to her speak with Crow. As Crow turned back to her, she raised an eyebrow at his smirk, confused until he pressed his lips to her skin. The knight shuddered at the feeling of him kissing along her neck and closed her eyes serenely. Even though he was being a bit rougher, she found that she still enjoyed the feeling and felt her heart beat excitedly in her chest. She grinned to herself, feeling another burst of affection for the thief as she thought about how good he made her feel. 

Shifting to rest her head against his shoulder, Penelope looked up at him with a soft, drunken smile. She reached a hand up to trail her fingertips along the side of his face. "I'ove you so much, Cr'w." she murmured. She studied his face for a brief moment, relishing in everything she loved about the thief. It only lasted a second longer until her smile widened into a playful grin and she suddenly rubbed her cheek up against his.

"P'y back!" she declared before erupting into giggles. She was about to lean in to do it to him again when the sound of approaching footsteps caught her attention. She shifted her gaze away from Crow to see that Gavin was returning from whatever talking he had been doing—she couldn't really recall the details aside from knowing it had to do with questioning the villagers. "'ow'd it go?" she asked him curiously as she leaned her head against Crow's. 

"I'll tell you in the morning." Gavin responded. He eyed her for a moment then shot Crow a glare. "Alright I think it's time we leave. We've wasted enough time here. Penelope come with me."

"Right now?" Penelope questioned, reluctant to move as she was quite comfortable in Crow's lap. 

"Yes, we still have to set up camp... And I think this thief's done enough damage for one night." he said with a hint of impatience as he offered her his hand again.