Penelope shifted uneasily as a silence continued, neither Crow nor her father answering her right away. As Crow finally spoke up saying they should go somewhere more private, the knight gave a small nod of agreement. "Alright." she said then looked up at her father as he suddenly stepped forward. He glanced at the two and then gestured for them to follow him. She looked over at Crow and gave a small shrug before turning to trail after her father down the hallway. She wasn't sure where he was going to take them but she assumed John had a spot in mind. He knew the castle better than her, especially since she had quit working as a castle guard for some time now. 

John led them to a small room near the staircase. It was a waiting room for visiting nobles who requested an audience with the king. It was small in side but filled with luxurious decor. A long bench with soft padding took up the center space while two chairs rest on either side. A small table was place in front of the bench, with a lantern and quill on it. Against the back wall was a couple shelves of dusty books that didn't appear to have been touched in quite some time. 

Her father waited for them to enter before stepping inside after them and closing the door. He turned to them and crossed his arms. "You can stay here for now. It'll be a little while before someone comes looking for you, I'm guessing. And Penelope," his gaze focused on his daughter. "if anyone questions you about this, tell them that you've been assigned by me to keep watch on him. If they try to challenge that, direct them to me. I'll be speaking with Tybalt about this new... development." 

Penelope looked at her father with a hint of confusion but nodded her head in agreement. She wasn't sure what that meant but it at least seemed that John was trying to help. It made her feel a bit of fondness for her father. After feeling so long that he was constantly fighting against her, it was nice to see him actively on her side. She supposed she owed quite a bit of thanks to her mother. "Thank you, father." she said with a grateful dip of her head. 

John gave her a small nod and started to turn to leave. However. he paused and turned his head to look over at Crow. His gaze narrowed at the thief. "While we're behind closed doors, let me offer you some advice I should have told your mother the moment I met her. Don't trust your father." he stated. "He does what is convenient to him and don't think for a moment that isn't true." The older knight paused and lowered his voice slightly. "He didn't stop being young yesterday. He had plenty of time to make things right but he waited until now. Don't forget that."

He glanced at Penelope and then looked Crow with newfound sternness. "That being said, I'd highly advise taking his offer." he grumbled before abruptly turning and opening the door to head out of the room, without waiting for a reply.