Jacques glanced down at Joséphine and then suddenly into her cleavage. As nice as the view was, Jacques immediately blushed and became incredibly flustered. For all he knew, it could be perfectly normal for necklines to be that low and corsets to be that supportive. His interactions with women tended to center around his mother's friends and the women who listened to speeches at the Jacobin Club, neither of own dressed particularly conventionally.
"I, euh, it...." Words, Jacques! Use words! "I suppose. I would like to- to see England's constitutional monarchy for myself. It- I have heard food things about England from one of my schoolmates. He's in England now and he likes it. Though it- it is very cold and it rains continually, so, euh, yes, the weather isn't... very good...."