[His Turkish is terrible –– non-existent, really –– so he just smiles and nods, as if he knows what she's talking about in those first few words, but then he clues in. Shadow theaters. Right.]

A bit, perhaps, but everything is in colour. Everything is as vivid as your own two eyes can see, Sofia. But I will be sure to see Bayezid I's shows, if I am ever there...

[He grins.]

But what sends a Venetian woman to that corner of the world?