"Yeah? Uh, he can speak French. I picked up Arabic. You might not want to get him started on French poetry, if you two ever do get started talking about books again." There's a little bit of a smile at the laugh he gets, but he turns his attention back to her, tilting his head.

"Parks?" He gets she was-- made. Had roles to act out, apparently. Madam and all that. But he can't quell his curiosity entirely.

"World War Two... really? Doesn't sound like the best time.