miles away from his mother's culture

Young. Asian. Pacing across Geneva train station's main hall in an acutely self-conscious business-like manner. Heels clicking. Shoes pointed. Slick grey trousers. Custom-fitted cashmere coat with a fur collar. Silk paisley-patterned neck scarf. And a side parting which would have made a British headmaster weak at the knees.

a fleeting thought

If she's got breath, it must be bad.