"Perhaps it'd be enjoyable if I found myself in better company." Layth grumbled in return giving Crow a glare. Though, as he glared at Crow, his eyes shifted over to Penelope as well, as if to include her in his statement. Penelope had been looking away at the time though and didn't catch his glare. Her interest was on what her father was saying.
"So Penelope," John said as he noticed her interest in his current conversation with William, "what are you planning to do after this mission?" Penelope blinked at his question. She hadn't thought much about it but she had always wanted to join her family at the border. It would mean less guessing if they were in good health and less worrying as well. "Ah, well, I was thinking of joining you and Layth at the border." she admitted. A small look of disapproval crossed over her father's gaze. "I'm not sure you would be of much help here." he mumbled as he picked up his drink and took a small sip, acting casual.
"That's if your mission right now even goes according to plan. And that in it's self is looking awfully grim." Layth snorted eyeing Crow and Abraxas. Abraxas was either oblivious to his words or simply didn't care. It was hard to differentiate between the two when it came to the knight.
"Pardon me if I come off as rude," William spoke up now looking irritated, "But I think we're doing just fine. Unless you're implying that the king was foolish in choosing us for the job."
"Not foolish." Layth stated, "I just think that perhaps he over estimated the abilities of at least two of you... For example, Penelope has yet to beat me in a sparing match but I'm the one stuck at the border." He didn't seem envious of her as he spoke but instead appeared to be bragging and looked arrogantly down at his sister.
Penelope narrowed her eyes at her brother. "Likely because you and your comrades more prone to use unnecessary violence despite the king's orders." she retorted. It seemed that this reunion of the Vermillions was destined to go down hill at a very fast rate.
"Enough. Both of you." John growled silencing his two children in a matter of seconds. "The food's here.."
Penelope had lost her appetite. She ate very little of the stew and bread in front of her. It was about half way gone when she finally stood up and moved to leave. "I'm going out for a bit... I'll return to the inn later." she stated, needing some time to clear her thoughts.