[ Ezio is currently outside when he sees this, riding around on Santo while he avoids his cottage for a while. Though at the moment he's kind of just stopped in a field in Espoir since he has to hold the dreamberry with his good hand, and hope the horse doesn't shove him off while doing so.
The entire dream is familiar in some sense. He has been told plenty of times to move on with his life, but the process is difficult. He had a family once, a family he'd love to see again if at all possible. Even if the only way he could was in Somarium.
The assassin, while smiling, has underlying distress written on his features. How ironic something like this happened right after a fight with a good friend of his. If Naomi knows him well enough, she might see it, ]
[Really, Ezio. How could a perceptive woman like Naomi not notice?
Though the dream has put her in a strangely good mood, the woman's happy expression turns the slightest bit concerned for her friend.] More or less, I suppose. But what's bothering you?
[Keep smiling all you like, handsome. It isn't working.] I'm no therapist, but you can always talk to me, Ezio. There's nothing I like more than starting my day with a bit of gossip.
I'm afraid there isn't anything I can prescribe for a wounded pride, except for perhaps the company of a beautiful woman to take your mind off your troubles.
[She frowns a little at the giant creature. Why was everyone suddenly riding horses?] I don't care either way, but I don't know if there would be a proper place to keep your friend here.
I assumed as much. It will just take me a bit longer to walk, that's all. [ but not really since he's fast, and they both know it. ] I'll be over as soon as I can then.
The entire dream is familiar in some sense. He has been told plenty of times to move on with his life, but the process is difficult. He had a family once, a family he'd love to see again if at all possible. Even if the only way he could was in Somarium.
The assassin, while smiling, has underlying distress written on his features. How ironic something like this happened right after a fight with a good friend of his. If Naomi knows him well enough, she might see it, ]
Good morning, bella mia. Sleep well~?
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Though the dream has put her in a strangely good mood, the woman's happy expression turns the slightest bit concerned for her friend.] More or less, I suppose. But what's bothering you?
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Bene.-- Me? Nothing really, just started my day on a bit of a sour note. It'll pass.
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It got into a fight with a friend of mine, and no, my arm isn't broken again. Just a bit of my pride.
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But I wouldn't mind the company while I organize things for tomorrow.
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Should I walk, or shall I come and show you my new companion? [ Turns the dreamberry on the horse he's riding. ]
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[She frowns a little at the giant creature. Why was everyone suddenly riding horses?] I don't care either way, but I don't know if there would be a proper place to keep your friend here.
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I assumed as much. It will just take me a bit longer to walk, that's all. [ but not really since he's fast, and they both know it. ] I'll be over as soon as I can then.
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