“It’s something else, that’s what it is.” She watches him, still not sure how to process that she’s sitting across from Ezio Auditore. Young, old, she’d seen it all. Up to a point. “But give me a second...”

Arm lifted, she’s activating her device, finding a contact, and she’s sending a short message: Door is unlocked. Come over. Now. Something’s happened.

“I know someone who can probably explain it a lot better than I can. All I can tell you is that you’re a long way from home and the world you’re used to. Ezio.”