He smiles, climbing out of her maw and landing on his feet onto the cave floor. He looks up at her, smiling as he says," Thank you, Mistress."<br/><br/>Penelope groans as she wakes up, her eyes bloodshot as she says," Y... Yeah... Why?" she was still tired, but she could now feel the pain of her wound. She looked out the cave, entrance, looking up at the moon. In old Elven tradition, the moon was a calming symbol..... Or one for death. That, however, was a thousand years ago so she honestly didn't care if she bent the meanings, especially ones she can't remember.