You are extraordinarily calm, [she affirms, just to be clear that it is much more difficult in the reverse. Although he might have at least noticed that, despite the fleeting threat of fainting, Andrew didn't seem so panicked by the thought of where she might have landed.

She leans back in the dining chair, hands gently clasping its intricately carved arms.] When I look at the stars, I don't think of all that. We must come from very different worlds indeed, sir.