The scowl that grew on Penelope's face at the answered question she hadn't asked came and went quickly. She couldn't decide whether he was doing it just to bother her, or to move the conversation along. It didn't matter, ultimately. She knew it wasn't worth the fight. Well, it usually wasn't worth the fight, and this was one of those times that it wasn't worth it. Two years ago - yeah, that would have been a fight. Look how much she grew.
"I'll pull my punches, and I'll do my best to not start a fight to protect my ego, but I will not back down if they pick a fight," Penelope stated. It was just a matter of fact. She never backed down from any of the fights she got into; she could never bring herself to do so without someone else intervening. Usually that someone was Tony. But that was still one of the reasons she wasn't up there with others from the Auxiliary showing off for the club; though the part about many finding her unsettling just because of her father was another part that Richard picked up early and often.
"And I will not be apologizing if I step in to keep someone safe, again," she said. That had lost her a lot of good grace with some of the pack members, but she wasn't about to idly stand by when a lousy sod was trying to take advantage of someone barely conscious from intoxication. She'd take on the whole pack if it meant keeping that standard safe, which was why she'd go to the party regardless of if Tony agreed to go or not.
Shaking her head pushed the new scowl from her face. The tiniest bit of a smile pulled the edges of her lips up when Tony's stomach growled. Loud. It kind of made her glad she kept protein bars in her dorm as a quick breakfast before training.
"Not yet. Did you want to head into town for a bite, or just get it from the cafeteria?"