Penelope gave a small nod and took Gavin's hand as she slipped off of Crow's lap. She swayed a little and leaned onto the male knight for support. Glancing over her shoulder, she made sure Crow had gotten up alright as well before fixating her gaze towards  Gavin as she waited for him to take the lead. After a bit of talking about Rikki, he began to head towards the door, keeping a slower pace than usual so she would be able to keep up easily. 

At his words, she gave a small giggle. "Oh comm'on i's not that bad, is 't?" she asked looking up at him with an amused expression. Penelope didn't seem to catch on to what the issue was. All in all, she thought the night had been quite enjoyable.

"I'm sure you'll have a different opinion of that in the morning." Gavin sighed as he looked down at her. He shifted his arm a bit so he could have a better grip on her and then focused his gaze ahead. 

Penelope eyed him for a moment and then frowned. It suddenly occurred to her that Gavin was the only one that was sober out of the group. That must have left him in a foul mood, along with how poorly talking to the villagers had went. The female knight glanced over her shoulder at the others before looking back up at Gavin. "'orry I got dru'k. I didn' mean to, I s'ear."

"It's alright. I doubt it was your fault anyways." he muttered. He shot an accusing glance towards Crow—one that Penelope didn't catch as she focused her gaze back ahead as they walked. 

"Well don' worry. 'ext 'ime you can get drunk and we'll stay sober." she promised, thinking it was a fair solution in her current state. 

Gavin gave an amused look. "No thanks. I think I'd prefer to stay sober." he mumbled. 

Penelope shrugged, losing focus on the conversation as her gaze drifted over to Crow. She smiled at the thief and reached out to take his hand, still wanting him close. "How're you doin'?" she asked him, eying how he was walking. "You 'eed help too?"