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Oh now and I suppose you're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you?
[ Not amused right now. ]
I've no time for this nonsense and neither do you. So let me be, then. Go on. Shoo.
[ Not amused right now. ]
I've no time for this nonsense and neither do you. So let me be, then. Go on. Shoo.
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[And Connor is no leader, not in that sense. That isn't how the Assassins work.
He watches Haytham pace away, and, surprisingly, what Haytham says next is what Connor wants to hear. He doesn't want to change any other world? Then there's no reason for them to fight. Their ideals might still be split, but it holds less importance in a place where Haytham is disinterested in implementing his.]
Perhaps you misunderstand my intentions. All I want is to find a way to return home to my people, and if they so wish it, ensure others are returned home to theirs. If the dragons truly are peaceful, there does not have to be any conflict.
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He's shrugging though. ] Yet perhaps you underestimate the power single men can have. If there is a fuse, it can often only take one to ignite it.
[ Disinterested, though? Maybe. A little, at least. He's curious - perhaps such creatures still can be reasoned thing, and his ideals shared? But it would be more a question of self-preservation for now, because even he would consider it twice before arguing with a dragon. Legends, and all.
Though he is sure Reginald would have wanted the Templars to pursue other worlds, too. But he couldn't give two damns about what Reginald thought, really. ] That begs the question of why they would bring any of you there at all, if only to take you back when you ask.
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[Dragon thinking. It completely baffles.]
And if they will not return me, I will find my own way, without their help. [He is needed at home, so simple Connor logic dictates that this has to be done, mythical beasts or no. He will find a way.]