[ Bro have you not noticed the Assassin sigil on his belt? The bracers on his arms? Bless your heart...
Ezio follows the man up until he starts going into tangents again -- by Elizabeth did he mean...no, not the wife of Henry, she's only just died this year -- and blows out a breath. Maybe he would have been better off chancing the snow, if this man's so intent on chattering to himself, Ezio doesn't think he can stand an entire night of this regurgitation of outlandish historical "facts". But then. But then the man stops, and the Mentor has the sense as if he's being well and truly looked at for the first time since he got here.
He's not so sure he likes that look. ]
My name, signore, is Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [ he replies calmly, coolly, darkly for all that. Yes, he definitely doesn't like the man's expression now, finding his sudden enlightenment suspect. ] Have we met before?
tch better Mentor than Papa Miles
Ezio follows the man up until he starts going into tangents again -- by Elizabeth did he mean...no, not the wife of Henry, she's only just died this year -- and blows out a breath. Maybe he would have been better off chancing the snow, if this man's so intent on chattering to himself, Ezio doesn't think he can stand an entire night of this regurgitation of outlandish historical "facts". But then. But then the man stops, and the Mentor has the sense as if he's being well and truly looked at for the first time since he got here.
He's not so sure he likes that look. ]
My name, signore, is Ezio Auditore da Firenze. [ he replies calmly, coolly, darkly for all that. Yes, he definitely doesn't like the man's expression now, finding his sudden enlightenment suspect. ] Have we met before?