She sounds quite serious, and for a moment, he allows himself to believe and hope she is. He'd pay almost any price to make one particular dead woman return to him. Though with the irony his life is prone to feature, he probably wouldn't be haunted by Emily, as they once had faked he was for the Alliance' benefit, but by one of his more obnoxious victims, like the late unlamented Robert Lindsey.

The dead are dead and remain dead, he almost says, but catches himself in time. You do not reveal a weakness to an intelligent enemy or ally, if you can avoid it. So he orders the wine and then responds to her other statements.

"Zurich is lovely, and yes, I spent almost two years there, before some professional and personal obligations brought me back. Still. Sometimes I wonder whether all those years in Europe haven't made me something of an exile here."

Which is actually true, though he thinks of the times in Italy rather than in Zurich. The first time he had visited the country, he had been an adolescent. Later, again, on his honeymoon. In the year after "Laura" died and Jack got jailed, Arvin and Emily had lived in Italy once more, and it was there Emily had lost the child only they knew about, and Sloane had found Rambaldi instead. Italy was where Emily had chosen him and died, and where Nadia had saved him and left. Italy had seen him more happy and more unhappy than any other country.

"Do I detect a fellow traveller? How deligthful," he says lightly, voice not betraying any of these thoughts. It's as good a subject as any. He wants her to move some sums to and from his European accounts, after all, as a first test of her reliability.

"What was your favourite destination?"