Maybe the older part stuck more than the other, but uh. No. ( servants, elizabeth. servants. but refocusing -- ) I know.

( he cracks an eye open to look down at her, moving his fingers up to card through her hair -- still short and choppy, although not nearly as much as it was months ago. )

Do you think I think that's a bad thing? ( he asks, trying to figure his way around this. normally he'd just let it be, but he wants to set the record straight. ) Because I don't, not in the slightest.