Penelope eyed Crow as he began to try and bargin with the blonde. He was quick to earn a hateful glare from William but the female knight paused a bit before doing the same as the older knight. Unlike her comrade, she figured there was some angle that the thief was playing at. After saving and helping her more than once, the knight doubted he would suddenly turn against them. Crow had earned enough of her trust for Penelope to know better. Still, she had to do a bit of acting in order to avoid any suspicion. 

The blonde pursed her lips together. She seemed reluctant but the possibility that his help held was greatly persuasive. "I suppose I might be interested..." she began rather hesitantly, exchanging a look with the man who stood next to her. "Fine... We can discuss your price. But, let's do so in a more comfortable and private setting," she mused with a glare at the knights. The blonde then turned to the man standing next to her. "Go ahead and bring him along with us to my tent. Keep his hands bounded though." 

The man gave a curt nod and moved towards Crow to unhook him. "Don't get cocky with your price, thief. You're our captive still." The blonde added.