Cesare gives a sinuous shrug. "Would it surprise you if I said I thought you a dragon fly? Swift and shimmering und unknowable? I don't think you'd be shocked by the bare and naked truth, no. That does not make it easier ofr me to separate the meat and the bones, though." He smiles distractedly.
"We led very, very public lives, did you know? Extremely difficult to get in a word sideways or to do personal things without half the Vatican watching... Impossible to as much as answer the call of nature - your pardon - without having a gaggle of people around. Having an entourage at all hours makes one... more secretive, while it still has to look as if one had no secrets. None whatsoever."