Where are you from? If anything, we can figure out where we aren't. It's clearly not anywhere I've ever traveled, and I've seen much of the world.

[Another group of children run up, this time making silly faces at him. They seem quite disappointed when they only get a look of bewilderment in return. This time, there's a muttering about "Biancabella." He's never heard the name before, but somehow he can tell they're talking about him.]

And do they do that to you? They were trying to get at my hair when I woke up.