Thomasina: Sir, I have concerns…for your heart.
King Silas: Doctor gave it a clean bill, just last winter.
Thomasina: Not the function; the temperature. I fear it's gone cold…since Serenity, sir. Since you stopped going.
King Silas: I know of no such place.
Thomasina: So it seems.
King Silas: You have a point?
Thomasina: Without it…without her, you have not been yourself as…as I know you. What you spied sharply escapes notice; and what gave you pause, doesn't. And without counterbalance of warmth, you've grown mean, sir. And I don't know how to serve this cold Silas. And my duty is to protect the family.