[Hawke laughs softly, beneath her breath, and shakes her head at his comment.]
Their happiness is my own. That's why I try as hard as I do to make sure nothing happens.
[Nothing else got Hawke out of her slump when her mother died. It's a selfish wish, but she knows her own happiness is always been tied up in others. Ensure they're content to give herself the peace she wants. But she also genuinely wants them to be safe, to be well, and to be loved. They've always come first for her, and always will. So everything about them - needs, wants, wishes - are first and foremost in her mind, even if she can't acquire all of them.
She looks up into Ezio's eyes and has to wonder what he wants out of life, what his wishes are beyond returning home and protecting his loved ones.
And where she could fit into all of that.
Her hands tighten on his.]
Ezio.
[She speaks his name softly, with a kind of reverence and care.]
You make me happy, if that means anything.
[On the Charon, when they said goodbye. The necklace he gave her. The kiss they shared. She left the boat knowing she might never see him again but being content with the time they had together, the care they'd given one another, and the support between them. Zelien hasn't changed that, even after their argument. She wants him to be happy. And she wants...
With Ezio leaning against her head, forehead to forehead, it only takes a tilt of her head to lean in even further so she can press her lips against his. It's not a quick peck; she lingers a few moments before she relents to look at his face and into his eyes, hoping the gesture is not unwanted.]
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Their happiness is my own. That's why I try as hard as I do to make sure nothing happens.
[Nothing else got Hawke out of her slump when her mother died. It's a selfish wish, but she knows her own happiness is always been tied up in others. Ensure they're content to give herself the peace she wants. But she also genuinely wants them to be safe, to be well, and to be loved. They've always come first for her, and always will. So everything about them - needs, wants, wishes - are first and foremost in her mind, even if she can't acquire all of them.
She looks up into Ezio's eyes and has to wonder what he wants out of life, what his wishes are beyond returning home and protecting his loved ones.
And where she could fit into all of that.
Her hands tighten on his.]
Ezio.
[She speaks his name softly, with a kind of reverence and care.]
You make me happy, if that means anything.
[On the Charon, when they said goodbye. The necklace he gave her. The kiss they shared. She left the boat knowing she might never see him again but being content with the time they had together, the care they'd given one another, and the support between them. Zelien hasn't changed that, even after their argument. She wants him to be happy. And she wants...
With Ezio leaning against her head, forehead to forehead, it only takes a tilt of her head to lean in even further so she can press her lips against his. It's not a quick peck; she lingers a few moments before she relents to look at his face and into his eyes, hoping the gesture is not unwanted.]