"Oh, is that what we're doing, spending time together."

Of course they are. But it isn't all they're doing, and they both know it. Tommy's quiet a moment, giving her space to think or consider or do whatever it is great ladies do when there's a beat of silence.

He's looking at the horses when, much as he did with May, he clears his throat and boldly asks, "Do you want to fuck me, Lady Crawley?"