Pen felt bad. She didn't smile. She didn't laugh. She wasn't cocky about it. Penthea knew that what she was doing was wrong. It wasn't right to desert someone in the middle of a foreign country on the other side of the world. Especially not because of some relationship. But Penny knew that she was justified in what she was doing. She was helping Wyatt and that took precedence.
"I just can't have you in the way is all. I'm sorry." Penny took a step back from Sam. "If you don't find a way home in a week or two I'll come back and get you." Penthea took another step back. And then without saying anything more, Penthea orbed away and back into her sister's car.
Settling back in the passenger's seat, Pen tried to smile at her sister. "This is okay, isn't it? I mean, we're doing the right thing, aren't we?" Penny reached over and grabbed her sister's hand for reassurance.