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"It is dramatic," he agrees, giving her that. He reaches to take one of Greta's hands, giving it a gentle squeeze. "And, honestly, if you'd caught me when I first arrived, I might have been a little-- I won't say put off. I'd like to give myself a hint of credit for being open-minded. But I might not have taken it in quite this kind of stride."

He lifts Greta's hand and presses a gentle kiss to her knuckles. "But I always did fancy myself of grand futures and forward momentum. I like to think I could handle the idea of a woman in trousers. Scandalous or otherwise."

Darrow's fashion had certainly thrown him for a loop when he arrived, but he's been here for quite a while now, and it's become background. This isn't the same thing, of course: this is formal wear, and it does seem very daring to him. But also striking, dashing. Remarkable.

"You pull it off very well, darling. And I think you should absolutely give Saoirse a little fashion show tomorrow. I think she'll be tickled."