Penelope gave an amused look at Letitia. She was glad that her words seemed to have gotten through to the servant. Though she doubted Letitia would go running to the guards, she did worry about her trying to convince her father to keep them separate. Especially with everything she knew from Edward. It made the knight inwardly cringe to think how John would react if he learned about Crow attacking his son. She was hoping to put off dealing with her brother learning about them for as long as she possibly could, especially since she didn't need him whispering anything in her father's ear to make him despise Crow more. As Crow's gaze softened, she blushed lightly at his words, feeling a burst of affection for him. "Well, I don't have any complaints." she mused with a smile, leaning slightly into his side. "Good lad." Letitia casted Crow a smile before shifting her gaze over to Penelope. "So, assuming that errand talk was all lies, what brings you here? Not that I don't mind the surprise visit." "I was actually just showing him around Bellmare. It's the first time we've both managed to have a day off." Penelope admitted, seeing no reason in trying to cover up the real reason behind their visit now. "This was just our first stop. I'm planning to take him to the marketplace next." "Oh how nice." Letitia said then paused as a mischievous gleam entered her gaze. "Of course, if you're showing him around, I sure hope you're including some stories about this place." As Penelope casted her a confused look, the servant clapped her hands together with sudden excitement. "It's fine if you haven't dear. I can take him on a more detailed tour of this house. If you're interested Collin, I can show you the dent in the wall where a seven year old Penelope tripped her seventeen year old brother, that's always a fun story. There's also a doorway where we kept track of her height as she grew older.. She was such a funny little girl. She'd try to cheat by standing on a stool and claiming that it counted." Realizing where Letitia was going with these stories, the knight's face grew a bit red and she shook her head. "Oh gods please don't bring up my childhood."