"Well… some things are better left unsaid, but I believe you understand what I'm getting at," Percival said gravely.

"I'm afraid I don't, Mr. Wentworth. You'll have to forgive my ignorance." Jovian's tone was measured and composed.

"You…" Percival's expression darkened.

Judging by Jovian's demeanor when he first arrived, Percival had assumed that he was someone who knew how to read between the lines. Yet now, he was feigning ignorance, making it clear that he wasn't taking Percival seriously.