[Structurally, of course, the living room is the same. But Jesse's acquired all kinds of entertainment technology, and the living room is, well, lived in - so it's cluttered with six people's belongings.]
Weren't you a queen already? Maybe I was always a king, too, and you didn't know it.
[But he notices her looking, which he finally takes as a signal that she wants to get comfortable. Which is fine by him, really. He starts ambling out of the kitchen, in a subtle way forcing her to chase after him. Slowly.]
[ She'll sit further down on the couch, because gosh, laughing at the very idea of being married already. Actually it's not so outlandish, she's pretty old to be a maid, but still. ]
You thought me to be married...because I made mention of another? Why, you merely could have inquired. It does not matter, however.
No, I don't... do that. I mean - I got a number one. She lives here, with me. But she's not - we're not... She doesn't do, like, settling down. You know? Or... Maybe you don't. What I'm saying is, I'm not somebody anyone would marry.
[ A 'number one'. Anne actually looks mildly offended by the bluntness of the wording... No matter how many mistresses he has, that's a little crass, but there are stupid words and phrases she's learning every day from future people. Especially Jesse. ]
You mean you have not sought out a lady to marry. You are more than eligible with your esteemed work and status alone, and you also suffer the burden of beauty. I cannot imagine many would turn down an offer of marriage.
[ So she wants to go be a whore? Well, all the power to her... It's not like Anne wasn't having her own dalliance before she had to end it because of Henry, although she did want to end up married and esteemed. Does. ]
She is lucky to have it. Women would not be...so free and yet so well treated in my time. But it saddens me that she wishes to be free while you wish to have her.
[ She'd tell him to stop being dumb and move on, or amp up the romance to lure her in, but Anne's not privy enough to the situation to begin lecturing on love lives. Well she can try to cheer him up. ]
[Jesse tries to imagine what Anne would think of Lisbeth if she met her, but he can't. It'd be more shocking than what he's able to describe, that's all he knows.
But he shakes his head, trying to reassure her while she's reassuring him:]
I'm okay. Really. I don't think anything more than this would be good for me, anyway. I'm bad at all of it. I mean, not the sex, but the rest of it.
[ His phrasing confuses her, wondering how he means not bad at the sex (gender, of course). Not bad with women, but with the...rest of it? How is that, now? ]
Whyfor would you think yourself a poor election for a grander love?
[ She squints at him for a moment, then suddenly looks away, her fingertips resting against her chin while she lets the thoughts pass through her head. There is guilt, and that is why she hides her face for just that second. It isn't as if Anne has had plans to use him...but she must agree she isn't overly impressed with his higher intelligence. He is not her usual game, and it isn't only for the medicine. She could have kept it a business relationship and still benefited.
Still, they are of different worlds. It's something she never would forget, and status is something she must continue to seek for her own survival. ]
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You promise me... As you once promised not to look?
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Well, that... I mean, you wanted me to look.
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I have already traversed on past bandit fiance and bandit duchess to move on towards bandit queen? That would make you a king now.
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Weren't you a queen already? Maybe I was always a king, too, and you didn't know it.
[But he notices her looking, which he finally takes as a signal that she wants to get comfortable. Which is fine by him, really. He starts ambling out of the kitchen, in a subtle way forcing her to chase after him. Slowly.]
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[ She'll move to follow, because kitchen why. ]
I cannot be a queen if I do not have a king of mine own, unless I feel so inclined to usurp a kingdom. Yours, perhaps!
[ This kingdom of...glorious crap. ]
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Ahhhh, so you're not married yet. Good to know. You're totally free to usurp my kingdom.
[...If you know what he means. He settles onto the sofa and pats the spot beside him. Because that's the proper way to invite a noble lady to sit.]
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You thought me to be married...because I made mention of another? Why, you merely could have inquired. It does not matter, however.
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Is your wife here, or have you none?
[ Can't imagine any wife letting a place look this cluttered. ]
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You mean you have not sought out a lady to marry. You are more than eligible with your esteemed work and status alone, and you also suffer the burden of beauty. I cannot imagine many would turn down an offer of marriage.
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I'd marry her in a heartbeat if I could.
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Are you not courting her proper?
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That's not the problem.
[...because he bought her a mansion once.]
I mean - It's not a problem. It's just how she is. She wants to be free.
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She is lucky to have it. Women would not be...so free and yet so well treated in my time. But it saddens me that she wishes to be free while you wish to have her.
[ She'd tell him to stop being dumb and move on, or amp up the romance to lure her in, but Anne's not privy enough to the situation to begin lecturing on love lives. Well she can try to cheer him up. ]
You may still find your Guinevere.
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But he shakes his head, trying to reassure her while she's reassuring him:]
I'm okay. Really. I don't think anything more than this would be good for me, anyway. I'm bad at all of it. I mean, not the sex, but the rest of it.
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Whyfor would you think yourself a poor election for a grander love?
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I, um... It's just how it is, you know? People only want me for a little while. Then they move on. Find somebody better. Smarter.
[...Less insane and homicidal.]
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Still, they are of different worlds. It's something she never would forget, and status is something she must continue to seek for her own survival. ]
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