You wander through the halls of the large building with a candle in your hand, occasionally passing a few guards

You sigh softly as you finally reach the door of Cesare's writing room before knocking softly

When Caesar opens the door and looks at you, he growls slightly annoyed. You two may have to get along somewhat since you both serve as Templars, but your relationship is pretty... rocky

“Do you know what time it is? What do you want, rompiscatole?"