[He listens intently, his stern look not doing much to mask the confusion underneath it. California? In her house? His first thought, his only real explanation, is that this is another alternate universe he's landed in. But how? Why? The baptism in the river, it was meant to end him right there -- no more Booker DeWitt and no more Comstock, negating him throughout all ripples of time.

He shouldn't be here. But explaining that is tricky business.]

Well, Miss or Missus Amelia, it wasn't my intention to...intrude. [He eyes flicker around the room, searching.] I don't know why I'm in your house of all places, but I might not be the first one here. [Elizabeth. Anna. Where was she? Was she even here to begin with?]