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"Oh? Oh, of course, certainly! Besides, I should talk to my husband before I meet with you, it's only right. I don't want him thinking that I make a habit of meeting with handsome men behind his back. So if he allows, I'd certainly like to meet with you to discuss my ambitions and any advice you have for me, that would be wonderful. I'm sure he'll agree; my husband is very understanding," she nodded happily, fiddling with her wedding ring at the talk of her husband. She was in love with him, undoubtedly, but she wasn't a fool, despite most people assuming her to be one. If anything, it was something she would have in common with Percival - others deeming them to be dim and ditzy, and underestimating how smart they could be.
She had noticed, for instance, that her husband smelled of a perfume she certainly didn't own. She also found his disappearances peculiar, though pretended to understand that he was 'busy'. It also wasn't hard to notice that there was a distinct lack of intimacy in their marriage. A few chaste kisses were shared, but nothing beyond that - certainly not sex, which she couldn't even recall having had for months. She didn't think he was with a man, but she did think something was going on behind her back.
"He's very supportive of my ambitions, actually. Surprisingly confident in me, but that's what a good husband does; he supports his wife, hm? And Forrest does that for the most part."
She had noticed, for instance, that her husband smelled of a perfume she certainly didn't own. She also found his disappearances peculiar, though pretended to understand that he was 'busy'. It also wasn't hard to notice that there was a distinct lack of intimacy in their marriage. A few chaste kisses were shared, but nothing beyond that - certainly not sex, which she couldn't even recall having had for months. She didn't think he was with a man, but she did think something was going on behind her back.
"He's very supportive of my ambitions, actually. Surprisingly confident in me, but that's what a good husband does; he supports his wife, hm? And Forrest does that for the most part."