(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/600full-alexis-bledelJennings.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Jennings<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Jennings's Bedroom<br/><strong>With:</strong>Henry Stuart<br/><strong>When:</strong>About 3pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Consoling<br/><br/>Jennings was at a loss, how could she console this man? he was so haunted by what his wife did, and Jennings was so new to all this. Taking a deep breath she leaned in and gripped his face, turning him total towards her so he had to look at her.<strong>"No one should make you feel inferior, man, female, horse.....I can't say or even try to explain what you are going through, I am maybe the worst person ever to give love advice sir.....The only contact I get is with the animals, and frankly they are better mannered."</strong>She paused and dropped her hands folding them on her lap.<strong>" I am sure putting her in a nunnery would help her for a little bit sire, but once she is back out with you then what? I am sorry sir but I am horrible at this really....."</strong>She took a breath seating back in her chair, she hadn't realized how close to him she really was.<br/><br/>Listening to him she shrugged slightly.<strong> "That is your prerogative milord, I am sure it would not be difficult for you to find one, I don't find anything a wrong option if it makes you feel better, of course there are wrong ways to go about things, but never options. I see that you are lost.....I am just afraid I am not making it better."</strong>She bit her lip and turned to the table pouring herself another drink and slamming it back, feeling the burning in her throat was almost a comfort. This was turning into quite the afternoon.