Penelope felt her heart beginning to race with panic as Crow replied to her with a bit of fear entering his voice. She glanced down towards his bandaging before looking over her shoulder. The knight was nearly about to run off to get Jane but she paused as another thought came to her. He was in a great amount of pain so perhaps it was more important to get him a painkiller before worrying about the stitches. Even if it did cause him to be delirious and she still needed to get Jane for his stitches, at least he wouldn't be in so much pain.

Deciding that was the best course of action, she turned and hurried over to his tunic where she had hidden the jars. Fumbling, she managed to pull one of them out and rushed back over to his side. "Here! Here. This'll help with the pain." she murmured. Fumbling, she got the lid of the jar off and let it drop carelessly to the floor. Holding the jar in one hand, she then moved to slip her other arm carefully under his head to prop him up enough to drink the mixture since she doubted he'd be able to on his own at the moment. 

"I'll get Jane after this if I need to. You'll be ok." she mumbled reassuringly to him as she held the jar up to his lips for him to drink. "I'm so sorry I didn't do anything sooner." she added shakily as a small stab of guilt mixed with her panic and concern for him. Penelope knew Layth trying to interrogate Crow wouldn't go well and she wished she would have come up with a way to stop him before he hurt Crow as much as he did. If Layth had busted his stitches, it could possibly set back Crow's healing even more, which only added to her fear as she still had lingering worries about him recovering before the barons made a decision.