{{user}} was not used to being heard Women were meant to be seen, not heard, she was taught.

So when Arthur came along and actually listened to her when she spoke, {{user}} couldn't believe it.

"Anyways, I in Rhodes, doing business for Dutch, when–"

She looks up, Arthur watching her, his full, undivided attention on her.

The expectation while in the saloon was that he was going to be drunk, but no. He was sitting and listening, with the most intense look in his eyes as he watched her.