[What Ezio wants and what should actually be are all too often two completely different things. He wants to have this with her, wants to feel this connection, to give into it. To cultivate it, to watch it bloom, to feel it grow stronger until it's practically unbreakable.
But he knows that he shouldn't, that this isn't the time nor the place. And it's entirely likely that she isn't the right and proper one.
His heart speaks one truth and his brain another, and they're currently at war.]
There are many. [He does not want to simply pick one out for her and ask her to use it, somehow it doesn't feel right. So instead, he gives her different options.]
Caro means dear. Or mio caro, my dear. Il mio amore, my love. La mia gioia, my joy.
[He would be equally happy with whichever she chose to use.]
[She takes a moment to consider those options, but her answer comes quickly enough to make it clear she doesn't really hesitate with her assessment of his suggestions.]
[It takes a moment for her words to register, for the meaning of them to shift through his brain and become clear. If all of them would apply to him then -
- then he was so not ready to go down that line of thinking right now.]
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Date: 2018-11-27 10:46 pm (UTC)But he knows that he shouldn't, that this isn't the time nor the place. And it's entirely likely that she isn't the right and proper one.
His heart speaks one truth and his brain another, and they're currently at war.]
There are many. [He does not want to simply pick one out for her and ask her to use it, somehow it doesn't feel right. So instead, he gives her different options.]
Caro means dear. Or mio caro, my dear. Il mio amore, my love. La mia gioia, my joy.
[He would be equally happy with whichever she chose to use.]
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Date: 2018-12-01 12:01 am (UTC)All of those would apply to you.
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Date: 2018-12-01 12:12 am (UTC)- then he was so not ready to go down that line of thinking right now.]
Then I will leave the choice up to you.