The reaction was more telling than her grin, Penelope thought as she sheathed her smile by way of coffee mug. Poor Abbs, she thought in amusement, as she watched the girl collect herself. It was a good cover, though maybe unnecessary worry given medicine and recovery that need not be wasted as an excuse. Definitely one to get a much different look, though. Lips pressed and brow crinkled. "How 'bout we start off the day of light work lettin' Hook make ya breakfast, 'ey Abbs? Ain't need to pull a stitch 'fore ya had eggs."

[I]What happened to Miss Easy-Goes?[/I] Penelope signed softly, her light smile at the end of her last suggestion still in place as she ran a hand through her hair at her scalp. "I gotta get out of here if I'm going to get back in time for my own pre-flight punchlist. Hook, I'm puttin' ya in charge of wranglin' your fellow deckhand if she gets too lively."

She'd mostly been teasing, but part of her chidin' was meant a gentle reminder. Abby'd been out and about walkin' way more than she should, and less sleep than required wouldn't make up for it. Stubborn girl. Reminded Penelope of herself a few years back in that regard.