Mason shifted his arm and put it around Anne. He told himself that he was just doing it to help escort her more, but it felt right. Either way, his arm was around her now.
"Well from what I can tell from reading, you fell in love with him. But you don't need that here. He's just a musician here. Famous one, yeah, but he's a relative nobody politically speaking. And women hold political offices and shit in this time. I don't have a fucking clue about shit like that, but yeah. You don't need him here to be a great woman."