He took a moment to answer, watching the smoke curl off the tea almost pensively. To him, next to nothing about this place made sense. The location. The telephone ladies. The statue-like residents roaming the streets. The fact that a kidnapping of this magnitude was even possible - sure, maybe in a third world country during wartime but no matter how you thought about the current situation in the European Union or in the far East, things really weren't that bad.

"If it makes even a bit of sense to you, then you're better off than me." A short laugh as he set down the cup, glancing at the watercolour paper on the table. He nodded towards it. "Looks like high-quality supplies, though. My camera is magnificent, too."