She had politely given him the chance to leave and yet here they still were. "[b]Perhaps one day you will have a trip more than enjoyable." Percy truly hoped she did have that chance one day. He had not realized how much traveling was something a person who enjoy before they settle down until it was too late. Now that he had he found himself longing to visit other foreign places. He could still remember letters from an American magizooligist speaking of the American west. What a fascinating place that would be to travel to. Perhaps one day.

"I shouldn't keep you, though, I'm sure your husband is looking for you." Indeed he really ought to get back to Annabeth, internally he found himself smiling. Yes, things had turned out well - however bumpy getting there. "Good day Mrs. Kirke." He bowed and headed back toward his wife and away from the woman he had once considered might fill her shoes. How good to know that he had not imagined their friendship when he had sought out courtship - he had only imagined a deeper affection than what had been there. But he had found it with Annabeth, who complimented him in the very fact that she was so very different from him.