I want you to breathe, first.

[She may not expect to hear that from him, but Ezio settles into the chair across from her and gives her a concerned look, tilting his head.]

I cannot help when you are so tense, and it will not help your mind calm down, either.

[Tris is a scared girl, afraid of her own shadow, and Ezio worries for her the longer he sees her perched there, like an animal.]

Breathe. In and out.