His agreeing with her made her feel better about this, that much was clear. She had relaxed and there was a smile on her face, because she had missed just having people in her life whom she was friends with. There was something about the city, (or the husband) that had made making friends here much more difficult than she had remembered it being before.

"It's alright, I agree. I'd much rather have honesty than to worry about something being held back and coming out later. I wish more people took on an honesty is the best policy." Said the woman who could be pathologically bad at lying.