The idea that Elizabeth could possibly be at least four hundred years ahead of where she had been yesterday was incredible. She'd spent the entire day pinching herself to try and wake up, just in case it was all a dream. When she came to terms with the fact that it wasn't, she had only imagined she'd been taken unwillingly, but time travel? That was out of this world--and out of this world didn't seem so far off now. Elizabeth listened closely as Kirk spoke, examining his use of language. She smiled as he bit his tongue--she was used to men holding back when speaking to her, it was as common as birds flying in 1811, but never so carelessly as Kirk was now. "It's all completely ridiculous. The persons in charge of this--assuming they are people at all, a fact I cannot even be sure of at this point--must have extensive knowledge of both our natural environments, would they not? Or perhaps we are being...recruited? Is it possible we each embody some trait that they require for some sort of...oh, I don't know. I can't figure it. Just yesterday I would have laughed in the face of any person who spoke the likeness of this."
Elizabeth still was searching for similarities between Kirk and herself. They were from different time frames, obviously of different breeding, and their knowledge base was drawn from completely different sources. Elizabeth grew up learning how to act respectably and being pressured into marrying for money. Kirk probably grew up in a far different fashion. Elizabeth couldn't even be sure he had been raised on Earth after what he'd been saying. Intergalactic war...spaceships...what next? What connection could possibly have brought them both to this place?
"Are you suggesting we belong to some...experiment?" Elizabeth had not considered this perspective. Anyone capable of creating a city full of replicated homes from different time periods would be perfectly capable of continuous monitoring, she supposed. "Camera? One way window? Would not these windows be visible to us somewhere? And quite obviously they must be standing on the other side..."
Elizabeth stopped. Judging by the way Kirk had explained the "cameras" and her new-found realization that the extent of her knowledge was far from exuberant, she assumed there must be, in Kirk's time, ways of watching a person wasn't as simple as peering through a window.
"Of course. Forgive my simpleness. This all is very new to me." Elizabeth stood up straighter. She had to break down the walls that separated logic from nonsense--it appeared that, wherever she was, reason did not apply here. "Well, we may not be able to see them or even know who they are, but perhaps what we are able to do is speak with them. Like an omnipresent being, like God. It feels possible that, since the completeness of my experiences today have been 'not of this world,' so to say, the ones responsible for this are 'not of this world' as well."