[He gives her a perplexed frown, and there's a another long silence as he processes what she's saying. He sets the edge of his teeth against the pad of his thumb and bites down, but not hard enough for it to become painful.

As much as he turns it over in his mind, Shirley's reply doesn't make any real sense.

She's heard of England... or English people, at least... but claims it's an archaic designation. She mentions Area Eleven as if it's something he would have heard of. He supposes that a Britannian must come from Britannia, but how that ties to Great Britain, if at all, he isn't sure. If he had to make a judgment based on their conversation to this point, he would say that he thought she was sane, but none of what she's saying now bears much resemblance to his considerable experience of the world. Then, there's the question of how her dream, and the likelihood that it wasn't a dream at all, ties into the situation.]

The terms Britannian and Area Eleven are meaningless to me. Will you tell me about why England is no longer relevant to you? That is, what kind of history...?

[He trails off, expecting to have to explain more if she doesn't understand where he's going with the question.]