Helena's smiled widened as she pet Penny softly. "If Daddy is going to be the judge here, and preach of forgiveness or at the very least, tolerance, should I not, as his daughter, strive to do what he asks?" Helena caught sight of his smile growing and blushed, biting on her lip again. She liked to make people proud and happy. "I am sure Penny would like that. Are you feeling any better?" She'd gotten him to smile, but didn't really know how that translated.