[Rubbing his head with a light sigh, he briefly contemplated his next move from here... but his throbbing head and bruised gut halted any thought of scheming right there. Adjusting to the dimness of the room he looked towards the door to see a .. crab-haired, woman?]

Ah.. buongiorno, miss?

[He had the clear signs of a man who looked like he did belong here, or at least thought so, but escape at the moment was the last thing on his mind.]

I'm not in any sort of.. pandemic, am I?