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He settles on a chair.

"My thanks."

He smiles.

"Have you been here long?"

(ooc: collpased last night myself early. and yes, this is fun!)

Jane decides to ignore that show of rather fearsome tooth along with the large smile.
"I thik I have been here several months, although I cannot be sure. Time runs so strangely here."

He nods.

"I have been here four months myself. It has been an adventure... and sometimes a very interesting one."

He smiles, close-lipped.

"Have you met very many people here then?"

She looks down and fiddles a bit with her embroidery, despite knowing that it is highl improper.
"No, I am afraid that I have met few people here. I have spent most of my time ....thinking, in my chambers."
She omits that she had definitively been brooding, most notably on the figure of Mr. Rochester. She focuses on her companion to prevent her beloved's face from appearing befor her eyes.
"I am not accustomed to meeting people. My lie until now was a fairly sheltered one."

Hank nods, his eyes seeing, perhaps, more than he says. His eyes are understanding as he nods.

"I understand. Life is oft more complicated here than we know elsewhere. I hope that you will find yourself out amongst more now. For it is well said that 'there are more things on heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy'... or somesuch, I wont."

"The Tempest," she whispers softly. "My favorite."
"I suppose that I have made a start of it. Little good will come of hiding away, and much good from the quiet application of good manners.
"I am also confused of one thing. I have heard of many thingsto be found in the West, yet I have not heard of..." She pauses, trying to sound polite. "Creatures, erm, person such as youself living there. I admit my eduation is a bit lacking but..." She trails off, embarrassed.

He makes a small grin and nods.

"your manners do indeed do you honor, madame. I am, I believe, from your future and also, from a different Earth. "

he pauses for a moment, then speaks on, almost as a professor lecturing.

"Know you, that there are more than one universe, like pages in a book, each slightly different, and yet next to one another. Each bears a similarity, the size and shape and the materials used to make it, as do the pages, and yet the words, and the substance of them are different. So it is here, where all of those come together and people from any page, or universe, may come. Think of this as the binding, where all pages end."

If she had been from any other time, especially about 150 years later, Jane would have rolled her eyes at such things, yet as she is beeing lectured to, she ducks her head, placing her hand on her chin, and appears to be thinking rather deeply about this fact.
"But sir, why would such a thing exist? For God created darkness and light, the heavens and the earth. I distinctly remember it not being plural."

He nods.

"And yet in the commandments it says to take no other Gods before him, By that simple statement, it says that there are other Gods. Why would they not create universes as well? Besides, we do not know the mind of God. Just because he didnt tell us about soemthing in the bible, doesnt mean he didnt do it..."

Jane raises an eyebrow.
"Sir, what you say is on the boundary of heresy. While i am inclined to be doubtful of the Bible, I have experienced little that might replace it.
"Do you know of such things?"
She gently finishes with the last of her tea.

He raises his eyebrows as he waves down a wait rat and orders her more tea.

"I know a little of the Bible and while conventional beliefs of uit may say what I state if heresy, it is there in the bible for all to read. Never does it deny the existence of other Gods, merely that none are greater than him and that none may be placed higher than him, and that none may be worshipped by one who worships him. "

He blows out a breath of air.

"I do not mean to offend you, undeerstand that. I merely look at things and read them clearly and with an understanding of what they say by what is in those times when they were written."

He also nods at the end.

"And yes, I have expiernced things not written of in the Bible. This place would qualify as one and some of the residents would qualify as others."

"You are not a man of my time, sor. It is refreshing, perhaps, knowing that I cannot be the only wicked girl, as Mr. Brocklehurst thought, in a time far from this one. Tell me, what are those things?"
Perhaps she will want that spiked tea after all.

"Wicked girl? Why do you see yourself as such?"

He sounds honestly curious, his glasses glinting in a stray light from the fire.

He thinks about her second question.

"There are... many beings of power here... some of whom are... are those who have been known as Gods on Earth."

His voice is low and quiet and gentle.

Jane smiles at this.
"I was, though. When Mr. Broklehurst said that younger, far less wicked young children were going to heaven everyday, I replied that I must take care of myself and never die."
She reveals her pearly white teeth in a grin.
"I am afraid I shall never be as good, as kind or as patient as my dear friend Helen Burns was."
She stops. "Gods?"

"I have yet to see or hear you do or say anything wicked."

he smiles wryly and nods.

"Yes. I am afraid so."

he looks down and then up at her.

"Do you really want to know who? Once spoken the knowledge is impossible to unknow..."

"I do not believe you," she says calmly.
"I highly doubt that anything could suprise me, after my... That is not important. please proceed."

"So, you call me a liar, then. Not very courteous. But, nonetheless, I will answer you. This oplace is beyond anything you have ever known. It lays beyond the reach of God's creation. This isnt Earth but an actual rock in the middle of nowhere, at the end of all time. Until you can accept that, nothing else I try to explain will ever be acceptable to you."

he shakes his ehad.

"There truly is far more here than exists in your philosophy, adn unless you can accept it, you will have quite a number of shocks to come."

Jane blinks at his tone.
"I dd not mean to be rude but...end of all time?"
The tea cup, so delicately held by Jane, suddenly dropped to the floor with a crash and a tinkle of china.

He winces at the sound and his ears flinch. he flags for anotehr wait rat and anotehr cup of tea.

"Would you care for something stronger perhaps? We speak of things you are not sused to and in my day a bit of reinforcement is not seen as a bad thing."

Jane slooks down at the cup, confused as to how it presented itself to the floor without her knowledge.
She loks up at him.
"Oh yes, anything."
She is still blinking.

He consdiers her carefully and makes his order from the wait rat. When the cup comes back is is steaming.

"This is mulled wine, pure and not too incredibly strong, but solid enough to help, I hope, and it also is hot, so hopefully that will help as well."

he hands it over and niods.

"Try it, please?"

She sips it absently, before drinking it down rapidly and letting its burning, both from the heat and th alcohol, to remind herself of her corporeal existence.
When she finishes, the cup is empty, and her eyes are a bit unfocused, but she seems les likely to break.

He breathes a little easier and ordr her another, perhaps even less strong, and then looks back to her. When it arrives he places it in front of her.

With a gentle voice he speaks.

"Would you like me to continue?"

Jane also downs this cup, a bit slower this time. She licks away the remainder on her lips, her eyes a little too bright,but she looks at him.
"Please do." Her words migt be a bit slurred, but she seems oblivious. She'd never drunk wine before and she rather liked the feeling of fuzzyness. It ws better than the faint feeling of disorientation nagging at the corner of her mind.

he looks aty her dubiously.

"I think perhaps, that as a doctor, I should instead see that you get some rest. You have had some shocks an it is now apparent you have not much experience with wines. Let's get you to your room so you can sleep and think afterwards."

he rises and comes around to her.