[Actual Assassins didn't actually wear Assassin insignias in their normal every day fashion in the modern era. Not unless they wanted to swiped up by Abstergo in the middle of the street.]
Oh my god.
[His voice drops, loses his energy and replaces it with... something like awe, and also dread, and also more revelation, and also "holy shit."
He pulls himself back situating the pen between his fingers so he could rub at his forehead and his temple, and try to process the idea that he had actually been talking to Ezio Auditore da Firenze the whole time.
He's a bit distracted with that-- but pulls his attention back after a moment. ]
Ah, no, no-- I'm, I'm a historian-- well, more of a historical analyst--, from the 21st century. 2013. I've uh-- I've studied your life, your-- career in a manner of speaking. It's part of my job.
[....Well if there was anyone you could trust it was the Mentor. Uh, besides the Al Mualim situation. But they'd documented Ezio pretty damn thoroughly before Desmond.... yeah.]
ok true Bill's an ass
Oh my god.
[His voice drops, loses his energy and replaces it with... something like awe, and also dread, and also more revelation, and also "holy shit."
He pulls himself back situating the pen between his fingers so he could rub at his forehead and his temple, and try to process the idea that he had actually been talking to Ezio Auditore da Firenze the whole time.
He's a bit distracted with that-- but pulls his attention back after a moment. ]
Ah, no, no-- I'm, I'm a historian-- well, more of a historical analyst--, from the 21st century. 2013. I've uh-- I've studied your life, your-- career in a manner of speaking. It's part of my job.
[....Well if there was anyone you could trust it was the Mentor. Uh, besides the Al Mualim situation. But they'd documented Ezio pretty damn thoroughly before Desmond.... yeah.]
My job for the Assassins. As it were.
[Shrugs.]