"Only appeared," Henry assured her. "There are a dozen and more ways men and women may enjoy one another's... company... and yet still guard themselves against such things when unwanted in this new world." He shook his head with the marvel of it. Henry himself was no fan of some of those measures, particularly the ones where the man would be responsible.
Anne's request for his assistance and guidance-- something he never could resist-- sparked his interest as much as the expression, so intriguingly near a smile did. "I am your servant, Anne," Henry told her, rising from his seat to perch himself on the edge of her desk. "What is it I might be able to provide you?" he asked slyly.