Penelope had been busy looking around for the weak points in the camp. She took notice how most of the nobles seemed untrained, likely why they felt the need to act much more cruel than they actually were. It was a strategy she had seen a few times when she was training to become a knight. They relied much more heavily on outnumbering their enemies rather than skill set. Perhaps none of them were related to any knight. Even she had to admit that it seemed strange that out all of his armies, the king did not have one of them in his midsts. 

She gave a small sigh and shifted her shoulder slightly. It was nice to have the wound properly bandaged now. The knight was then pulled out of her thoughts when she her the sound of footsteps approaching. Penelope raised an eyebrow as Crow and Gavin approached. She opened her mouth slightly to respond to Crow but slowly closed it as she felt him drop the food into her hands. She met his gaze and gave a small nod. "Alright.." she mumbled quietly. "Ah... And thanks." 

Her gaze then briefly moved away from him to Gavin. The guard was glancing over ever now at then at the two but he seemed to also be casually look around their camp. Penelope then slipped the food into the apron pocket before focuing on Crow again. "If there's any way I can help," she began, her voice barely a whisper and causing her to lean in a tad closer to him, "just tell me. The faster we get out of here, the better afterall."