"He was?" Alex just considers that for a moment, and she touches her fingers to her face as she does it. "I wonder if that's something that the you from my world has in common with you." It would explain some things, but she doesn't add that, though it's probably obvious on her face.

"But he's willing to set this all up, something that costs at least hundreds of thousands of dollars because your father was involved in occult relics? There has to be more than that."