Quin supposed he could see Percy's point. The man was far more of a romantic than Quin could claim himself to be, so it didn't surprise him. "I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out." The whole marriage partnership and who managed what wasn't something Quin had thought much of until Felicity and he had imagined theirs more on the even keel, but he supposed most marriage didn't work like that. Somebody was clearly in charge of something all the time and either the lady of the house would deal with it or her husband would. Quin saw himself more on the team in decision making.

"Of course," He chuckled. "Extend the offer, but no hard feelings whichever way." He was rusty after all, but had spent a good portion of his youth watching and helping his mother decorate and make cakes for all kinds of occasions.

When Quin had asked if Percy was ready, he'd expected more of a firm answer. Frankly this was the gent's third offer of something serious, so Quin assumed he was ready. Maybe the chase had taken its toll, but Percy's answer wasn't without merit either. "Good start then. My Ma always said the relationship builds the foundation for the rest of life." It could be wonderful or miserable, depending on how you and your spouse functioned together. "You'll figure it out." Quin was pretty certain Percy would make it work, make it stick this time.