"The place you're talking about, is it Texas?"
Lavinia's eyes flashed with a hint of longing but quickly faded: "Having Porter is enough. Rather than going to Texas, I'd prefer to stay in Turin and do my best to make this world a little better."
She paused slightly, somewhat regretful: "Just from your description, I can tell Texas is a good place, wild but full of life. It's different here; it's like a tomb sealed for a hundred years, filled with decay."
Click.
Losa struck a match and lit a cigarette: "No, actually it's another world."
"Another world?"
Losa took a deep breath and continued: "Nia, have you heard of Yesterday's Giant Ship?"
"That Tower of Babel which traverses the river of time?"
"Yes, it truly exists."
Lavinia was somewhat incredulous: "What you're saying is true?"
"What do you think?"
She took a deep breath, seemingly digesting this explosive news casually mentioned by Losa, and after a while, said: "How many secrets are you still hiding?"
