When the knock came and she answered the door, she was surprised at first. "Ah, so you are her intended, eh? No wonder my brother was so rude about it. Good for Pippa," she said in approval. "But, alas, if I let you in, I could be given plenty of grief. Doctor Wells does not like to have his rules broken, even if they are wrong." She almost wished Tristan had walked up just then to overhear. But he was still gone for the moment. She wouldn't be like her brother, she thought. She would do as he seemed to hint at and leave, and then he would be alone and bitter, which it hurt for her to think of but she was tired of his snarling and quick temper. If he would just stop trying to hide within himself, she thought, he would understand love a lot better!

She had already packed her trunk with her least nescessary things anyway but refused to leave until Pippa was situated. She was very salty at the moment. She gestured for him to follow her to the kitchen first, and assuming he came in, she shut the door and led him that way. Penny then nodded toward a chair at the table, "Pippa is resting right now, asleep the last time I checked on her not moments before you arrived. She isn't well..." she sighed and pulled a few bowls out in a stack to set next to hers and only took one from the top to fill for the moment, then brought that to the table.

"It is rude to eat in front of you, so I insist you eat. I could use some help identifying the missing ingredient, it doesn't taste as good as what the innkeeper showed me. It's not bad otherwise." She smiled and sat across the table after grabbing the loaf of bread to break.