Penelope smiles, leaning closer to Arturos as they walk.  His hand feels natural on her waist, and she is enjoying his company.<br/><br/>She can feel the weight of Tamar's silver in her pouch however, and sighs very softly.<br/><br/>"Sir, I am all too happy to be with you tonight, no doubts, but I have in my purse a heavy silver from Tamar.  I owe at least something back to her."<br/><br/>She leans her weight against him as she says this, the melody she is strumming becomes sad, regretful....