[Whatever Vanessa is talking about, Dorian is now quite certain it isn't about him. She thinks he's someone else. Maybe it has to do with what happened here; maybe it's to do with Vanessa herself.]

Perhaps we aren't speaking of the same person, [he says almost apologetically, with just enough nonchalant callousness to nudge her into revealing something.] It is difficult to keep track of everyone. What was her name, again?

[He prepares to absolutely book it.]