It's fun for both of them. She likes having a chance to put all her observations to use, instead of standing back while more important people do things and occasionally narrate to her. And given how easy it'd be for her to sit back and stop thinking entirely, letting all these weirdos she's surrounded herself with drag her along through their lives instead of trying to live her own, the mental stimulation is good for her.
"Well, what good is having a Dutch Renaissance still life if it doesn't match the drapes?" She says this deadpan, but with a delicate arching of her eyebrows to make it clear she's joking, she's only joking. "Is good taste something we're born with, or is it cultivated? Maybe your lovely replicas can help smooth the way to better things for people." She's doing that thing again, where she tries to nudge him toward being a better person. But if he's working toward his own self-interests at the same time, can he really object?
"You think so?" She brightens at that. "Maybe London isn't the best place for it. It would've been huge in New York..." Give her a moment, she's okay. "Maybe a city with a good sense of humor."
She's had some good and patient teachers. Some of the technical terms still escape her, but she's seeing more and she feels safe expressing her opinions. The technicalities will come, or not, and either way is fine. She hopes. When they've finished with the first gallery, she remarks, "You're in a good mood." And she's happy to see it.
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"Well, what good is having a Dutch Renaissance still life if it doesn't match the drapes?" She says this deadpan, but with a delicate arching of her eyebrows to make it clear she's joking, she's only joking. "Is good taste something we're born with, or is it cultivated? Maybe your lovely replicas can help smooth the way to better things for people." She's doing that thing again, where she tries to nudge him toward being a better person. But if he's working toward his own self-interests at the same time, can he really object?
"You think so?" She brightens at that. "Maybe London isn't the best place for it. It would've been huge in New York..." Give her a moment, she's okay. "Maybe a city with a good sense of humor."
She's had some good and patient teachers. Some of the technical terms still escape her, but she's seeing more and she feels safe expressing her opinions. The technicalities will come, or not, and either way is fine. She hopes. When they've finished with the first gallery, she remarks, "You're in a good mood." And she's happy to see it.