Poor man, he was just trying to do his job right by, you know, actually caring what Elizabeth said regarding her sandwich preferences. But she lets it go for the moment and looks back at Norrell.

"...I really don't think it's my age, Mister Norrell. Do you know anything about how I ended up here? In London?"

She can't imagine he bothered himself with the details of one witch but... he's surprised her before.