"Of course they couldn't, I'm genetically superior." Nikola replied to her comment, his self assured smirk not dropping at all until she mentioned that. What on Earth was it with British women, him and Victorian men who weren't him. "What? That's ridiculous, he's... he's not me. He's an ass."

Nikola hadn't met the man but he could assume he was. She was choosing him over Nikola, clearly the wrong choice and a rather familiar one.