[ Eames nods shortly, as though it was the sort of answer he was predicting, despite the awful way it sits on the mind, to not know entirely where one is supposed to be. ]

Arthur and I can only last recall the completion of the job, [ he explains, ] that thirty-eight hour interval where I was going to transfer to Italy for that opportunity in Florence, remember, I told you of it once before.

But from the sounds of it, you should already be back to your enterprise, and when Ariadne was here briefly - well, it seemed as though it had been months past. Whatever is happening here, we didn't all come down together.