[It is both strange and easy to slip back into such habits. He passes Ezio by, catches his eyes, catches his words, and stays that close only long enough to answer.]
Follow me.
[And he moves on, off the open space in front of the hall, moving with their customary intent grace. Down a side street and into the shadows, two quick turns and they're out of earshot of most anybody. Here, the rooftops are easy to get to. Malik slows down, glances back, and leaves the choice of going up ot not to the Mentor.]
[Old habits die hard, as they say. He keeps his eye on Malik as he passes, quickly banking to change direction and follow after him. When all is said and done, he arrives where the other is, and doesn't even pause before starting to climb.
If anything, he doesn't trust the openness of the city, right now. He could have waited, but every second he does without telling the other of Haytham, the worse it may end for them all.
When he gets to the rooftop, he waits for the other to arrive and only begins speaking when he is certain he won't maul Malik with the news.]
Our enemy is here. I fear our extended time of so-called peace within the city now hangs by a thread.
[There is emphasis placed on that first statement, indicating it is not the enemies of Asgard, but their own. The Templar have arrived.]
[He follows up to the roof with some ease. Familiarity with the place helps, certainly. When the news hits, at first, he is not quite sure of the meanings of Ezio's words. It has been over a month since, and many other threats arose in the meantime, so it takes a moment to sink in. But sink in it does, and his face goes from confused to surprised to nothing short of pissed in a second. He opens his mouth to ask and clarify and doesn't, because it's pretty clear as is. There are more important questions.]
How many? [But more importantly yet,] Who?
[Really, Asgard, why put enemies behind your walls all to fight for your side? this could only end in bloodshed.]
As far as we know, only one. His name is Haytham Kenway. [But there is a long pause here.] Connor knows him because he is from his time- and he has told me that he is no ordinary enemy, but a Grandmaster Templar.
[He doesn't know exactly what that is, but it's safe to assume that Haytham is dangerous.]
I do not know what exactly that entails, but I do know that we do not want more blood to be spilled when there is war still here. We are already facing enough to keep everything in line.
action;
Follow me.
[And he moves on, off the open space in front of the hall, moving with their customary intent grace. Down a side street and into the shadows, two quick turns and they're out of earshot of most anybody. Here, the rooftops are easy to get to. Malik slows down, glances back, and leaves the choice of going up ot not to the Mentor.]
action;
If anything, he doesn't trust the openness of the city, right now. He could have waited, but every second he does without telling the other of Haytham, the worse it may end for them all.
When he gets to the rooftop, he waits for the other to arrive and only begins speaking when he is certain he won't maul Malik with the news.]
Our enemy is here. I fear our extended time of so-called peace within the city now hangs by a thread.
[There is emphasis placed on that first statement, indicating it is not the enemies of Asgard, but their own. The Templar have arrived.]
action;
How many? [But more importantly yet,] Who?
[Really, Asgard, why put enemies behind your walls all to fight for your side? this could only end in bloodshed.]
action;
[He doesn't know exactly what that is, but it's safe to assume that Haytham is dangerous.]
I do not know what exactly that entails, but I do know that we do not want more blood to be spilled when there is war still here. We are already facing enough to keep everything in line.