[Hearing Robert speak so fondly of Rosalind makes Elizabeth smile. She supposes that if she met herself, and she had done something so monumental, Elizabeth would be fond and proud of herself too.]

I think we all long for someone who understands us, and cares about what we care about. And watching the two of you together, I always got the feeling that you both weren't competing, but looking to understand together.

Or looking to mess with me and Booker together. [She laughs.]