Penelope met his gaze, hesitating to argue with him. She understood his desire to protect his friends as well as the villagers all too well, both because of how well she knew him and her own similar desires to protect her loved ones. Even though she had never fallen ill with such a life-threatening sickness, she had put herself in dangerous situations many different times to make sure her loved ones were safe so was this really that much different? The knight paused to think about it for a moment. If it was her, she doubted she would stand back so easily either. However, it still felt reckless of the thief and she wasn't going to accept it easily.
"There has to be some better way of handling this though." She muttered stubbornly. "You've been caught once, nearly twice, and there's eventually going to be another battle. Hazel might be skilled but I doubt she's a miracle worker. You probably won't be better in time for that and I don't want to imagine what will happen if you pass out in the middle of a fight." The knight shuddered and looked over at him. "I'm not saying you need to run, but you can't operate like you normally have. I.. I just don't see that working and you won't be able to protect anyone for very long."
She rubbed a hand over his back, taking a moment to think again. There wasn't an easy solution. Crow needed to find a way to hold back, otherwise they'd just have to hope that by some miracle Hazel was able to find a way to get him better before the next battle eventually came. Penelope blinked as an idea crossed her mind. "Do you think Hazel could use some help?" She asked suddenly, momentarily abandoning her thoughts of trying to get him to back down slightly from dangerous situations. A small spark of hope gleamed in her green gaze.
"There's a group of physicians amongst my camp. They're mainly there to treat battle wounds of course but I'm sure they also know some things about illnesses. They were all trained and brought in from the inner cities. I might be able to arrange a meeting or two between her and one of them.. I'm sure it won't be too difficult to convince them this illness could become a threat to the knights since Myrefall isn't far from our camp." She explained. "Even if I can't do that, they brought medical books with them.. If Hazel has an idea of what to look for, I could probably get a few to her."
Penelope looked hopefully at Crow. Both situations would prove a bit difficult. Convincing a physician to leave camp to learn about and possibly work to treat a deadly illness would take quite a bit of fibbing, especially since Penelope was rather sure that none of the knights had caught it yet. It was likely that the physicians would just wave her off as overly paranoid. Getting books wouldn't be easy either. She'd have to find a way to sneak around without anyone finding out about her stealing from them. Though, she supposed if she managed to get by without getting caught, they'd likely just blame it on the thieves. "What do you think?" She asked.
"There has to be some better way of handling this though." She muttered stubbornly. "You've been caught once, nearly twice, and there's eventually going to be another battle. Hazel might be skilled but I doubt she's a miracle worker. You probably won't be better in time for that and I don't want to imagine what will happen if you pass out in the middle of a fight." The knight shuddered and looked over at him. "I'm not saying you need to run, but you can't operate like you normally have. I.. I just don't see that working and you won't be able to protect anyone for very long."
She rubbed a hand over his back, taking a moment to think again. There wasn't an easy solution. Crow needed to find a way to hold back, otherwise they'd just have to hope that by some miracle Hazel was able to find a way to get him better before the next battle eventually came. Penelope blinked as an idea crossed her mind. "Do you think Hazel could use some help?" She asked suddenly, momentarily abandoning her thoughts of trying to get him to back down slightly from dangerous situations. A small spark of hope gleamed in her green gaze.
"There's a group of physicians amongst my camp. They're mainly there to treat battle wounds of course but I'm sure they also know some things about illnesses. They were all trained and brought in from the inner cities. I might be able to arrange a meeting or two between her and one of them.. I'm sure it won't be too difficult to convince them this illness could become a threat to the knights since Myrefall isn't far from our camp." She explained. "Even if I can't do that, they brought medical books with them.. If Hazel has an idea of what to look for, I could probably get a few to her."
Penelope looked hopefully at Crow. Both situations would prove a bit difficult. Convincing a physician to leave camp to learn about and possibly work to treat a deadly illness would take quite a bit of fibbing, especially since Penelope was rather sure that none of the knights had caught it yet. It was likely that the physicians would just wave her off as overly paranoid. Getting books wouldn't be easy either. She'd have to find a way to sneak around without anyone finding out about her stealing from them. Though, she supposed if she managed to get by without getting caught, they'd likely just blame it on the thieves. "What do you think?" She asked.