[He follows her lead, in no particular rush. As they approach the house, it strikes him that this is another way her domain has evolved so differently from his. Hers is wild; his is meticulously planned. Hers feels like home; his is a fortress. Altaïr wouldn't change any of that, per se, but he can't deny that part of him is envious.]
Do you ever consider adding more space?
[It's an inane question, one he probably knows the answer to already. But the centuries have taught him social propriety. Or maybe it's just that he has yet to find the words he's really here to speak.]
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[He follows her lead, in no particular rush. As they approach the house, it strikes him that this is another way her domain has evolved so differently from his. Hers is wild; his is meticulously planned. Hers feels like home; his is a fortress. Altaïr wouldn't change any of that, per se, but he can't deny that part of him is envious.]
Do you ever consider adding more space?
[It's an inane question, one he probably knows the answer to already. But the centuries have taught him social propriety. Or maybe it's just that he has yet to find the words he's really here to speak.]