Dr. Elsa Schneider

Elsa is walking along the streets of Venice following the canal on a beautiful, sunny day on her way over to the meeting point. Sighs contently as she feels the gentle breeze in her face and watches a Gondola peacefully glide along the canal, smiling to herself as she brushes her hair out of her face. I knew it was you, you have your father's eyes. You: "And my mother's ears but the rest belongs to you." It looks like the best parts have already been spoken for.