"Sounds like a plan to me. You should teach me those court dances too." It does sound good, learning to dance with Ezio, all the myriad of dances she can already think of. From the intimacy of a tango to the breathless energy of swing, nothing she can think of she doesn't want to try with him.

Watching his eyes turn to the ground, she tilts her head, one hand moving from around his shoulders to reach up and cup his face, fingers curling around the mask, looking up warmly at him. A moment, a pause to watch him, her eyes softening before she presses another kiss up to his mouth.