Tristan smiled at that. "No doubt." He had never left the island, but he still dreamed about visiting the Continent one day - Paris, Amsterdam, several cities in Italy, Greece, Vienna, Berlin... His father had preferred to reinvest the money he earned and not spend it idly on a holiday abroad (not that Tristan would have enjoyed it a much, traveling with his family) and Tristan's asylum salary had not allowed it. Now he was still working to get his business running. For now, London would have to do.

He blew over his tea carefully and took a sip, considering the next question for a moment, and then asked: "Have you ever been to Naples?"