As she observed him trying to find the words to explain, there were a few thoughts that crossed Amelia's mind. The first was confusion over why he seemed to be over explaining himself to her. After all, in her experience, most of her and Barnabas' communications seemed to be him telling her what he was going to do without any sort of hesitation and her countering him. Mr. Fisk seemed as if he was trying to tow the line between undecided and softly decided.

And then came his query to her; one that she took with mild surprise, and subsequently was the moment she realized that her opinion of him affected him more than she realized. While personally, she didn't think that anyone in the upper echelons of society would want anything to do with someone like her, what they thought of Konstantin Fisk certainly concerned her. He was a man who had the ear of the Minister and by extension, had an in with those unreachable tiers of society.

But confirming with her that she knew his true beliefs managed to strike a chord with her. She found herself smiling. "I don't think I am the best to consult on politics, given the fact that I keep more company with a menagerie," she began with a small laugh. "Though, if you'll permit me to be so bold, I don't think that — after having the privilege of getting to know you over the past year — I would be inclined to think your views are anything but gentlemanly, Mr. Fisk."