He has? [ She sets aside the roll of medical tape so she can oh so carefully pick up one of his hidden blades, intending on handing it to him once he's ready. But she still can't help herself from turning it over, seeing how it's put together. Always curious, even when she's made several of her own. It's a distraction too as her heart starts to sink while he dresses. She knows he'll go back out. He's an assassin. This is some of what he does. ]
Ya need more'n a drink, Ezio. When's the last time ya ate?