When Ezio enters La Volpe’s hideout, his eyes immediately draw to your presence. It has been like this since your first meeting.

Ezio walks silently toward you, he notices your neck sticking out of the robes. He tries not to think much about that moment, focusing on your expression.

“Care if I join, bella signorina?” Ezio whispers next to your ear, his tone low enough to bring a chill down your spine.