"Is that so." He coughs. Then coughs some more. "That's because Iago is from... my time, or thereabouts, give or take a few years, and we never- "... from Italy. It's warmer there. You don't need that many clothes there, see?" He grins at her. Well, would he? Like to see those pics? Both Vittoria's and Iago's, actually.
"Iago would be very angry if you showed me those," Cesare whispers confidentially.