He takes her hand, guessing he's meant to just hold it, or maybe bow over it a little. So he does just that. It's the name that throws him. In this place, anyone who's alone without people who personally know them from home can claim to be anybody. And if she's a contemporary of Anne's from before she got the ax (or was it a sword? Leonard doesn't know English history that well), then he can see a woman in her position trying to get extra benefits from imitating a queen. And if by chance she is really Anne Boleyn, it's not like he's going to fill her in on what happens to her. Who wants that albatross around their neck?

"Glad to hear she could help you. She's a friend of mine." Take note, Anne. He doesn't have many.

"What should I call you? It's pretty clear you're from a much earlier time than I am, but my mother still told me to mind my manners around a lady." He's Southern, and they take their manners seriously.