[Nadine's eyes actually light up when she sees what Logan has. She can just make out the title in the low light. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.]

Let us go then, you and I, when the evening spreads against the sky....and then I forget the rest until the part about the room where you go to talk about Michelangelo.

[She chuckles. Funny what the mind holds onto. But it's such an unexpected bit of familiarity.

The same can be said of him. There's just a sort of sense she's found she gets about people, ones from times and places similar to her own. It's nothing she can put her finger on, just little things that spark a familiarity.]

I don't know, I'd argue you've got the better find there. I was a teacher, back in another life.