On AC3's protagonist (possible spoilers in comments)

[elditore]

Give the boy a chance. He might grow on you.

[smiles slightly] Though I appreciate the thought, it does not help to keep telling the screen you miss "the hot Italian guy."

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[lope]

[ everyone calls him "boy". it gets quite tiring, to be quite honest.


for goodness' sake, he outsizes almost everyone he meets. ]

It takes time.

[elditore]

[It's one of the privileges of age. There aren't so many of those, so Ezio takes what he can get.]

It would help if you were more personable. You could try moods other than angry.

[lope]

[ are you senile, old man? there is no other mood other than Angry.

you crazy. ]

I'm fine as is, thank you.

[elditore]

[Even Altair got to have some variation, after being yelled at by an armless man on a regular basis]

You won't win many friends[or sequels] that way.

Have you tried smiling?

[pause]

...ever?

[lope]

[ Altair was lucky; he got that extra



hand up.

All Connor seems to have now is crotchety old men.

Life's hard. ]

No.

[ simply.

he may or may not be leaping feet-first into Obstinate Mode. ]

[elditore]

[He hears that 18th-century rimshot.]

[Ezio laughs aloud]

Ah, stubborn youth. You remind me of some of my apprentices.

[lope]

I could best them all on even a poor day, I daresay. [ Obstinate and cocky. Two-for-one deal, what a bargain. ]

[elditore]

Ah, but if I set two cocky young thugs who say the same thing against one another, either way I win.

[lope]

Best to take care; it would not do were you to over-tax yourself on such exciting and robust business, old man.

[elditore]

[Oh you're adorable.]

[Ah, young Assassins, thinking you can murder your way out of everything just because you can.]

Si, I do not know how I make it through the day.

My heart giving out would be an embarrassing reason to have to find a new Mentore.

[lope]

[ Never say that to his face; he has about enough pride to supply an entire Assassin nest.

Warriors of freedom simply cannot be adorable, old 'un. ]

Take it easy. Perhaps take up whittling.

[ while he puzzles out the Italian ]

[elditore]

[So adorable.]

You must be very popular with the ladies with that attitude.

[How great can you be if you don't even know Italian?]

[lope]

[ Lies and deceit. ]

And what of it? Do I detect envy for bygone days?

[ He was too busy grappling with the myriad inarticulate accents that half the country was made of. ]

[elditore]

[Not when he's hooking up with the hottest librarian ever.]

You had better take advantage of your days, or they will be bygone before you know it. You are far too serious for a young man.

[lope]

[ Not everyone is as fortunate to have foxy book ladies on hand. ]

And you far too flippant for an old one. [ it's like if Achilles lightened up a hundredfold. what a frightening thought. ]

[elditore]

[One of the many benefits of charm and swagger.]

Life is not such a bad thing. Why should I be unhappy to have a great deal of it?

[No risk of that. Connor exudes an anti-lightening-up field for miles in every direction.]