Penelope turned towards Crow as he walked over to her and wrapped her arms around him, returning his embrace. She met his lips as he leaned in to kiss her and closed her eyes for a moment as his touch gave her comfort. As he pulled back, the knight gaze a small nod of agreement and looked over at the books. "I suppose it's because there are very few nobles that even know how to speak different languages.. Perhaps along with his other reasonings, he thinks that you'd be able to pick up the written word just as quickly as you've picked up the spoken." she mused. 

As he turned back to her, she offered him a small smile and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "This whole trip has been overwhelming." she sighed softly. From her father finding out about them, to being visited by a god and her mother and now to Crow being offered the position of viceroy, it had been a long three days. Just thinking about it made her press a little closer to him, finding a sense of peace in having him close despite all they had gone through. 

"Besides you still have some time to think about it more so don't feel too rushed to make a decision." Penelope advised as she glanced up at him. The knight still figured that he'd eventually choose to return to the outer villages so she was partially relying on him mulling it over for a little while. She needed to time to go and try and convince the king about ending the war before having to deal with returning to the outer villages and her camp when Crow didn't take the position. 

Her gaze drifted over to the books again and another thought came to mind making her smile. "By the way.. Have you ever tried to learn reading and writing?" she asked meeting his gaze. "If it's something that interests you and even if you don't choose to take your father's offer, I could always try and teach you a bit of it... Granted I'm not exactly sure how well I'd be able to teach. I'm not exactly a tutor after all."