fourth.

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[Ezio.]
[Written -- he doesn't feel like talking into a book while standing in the middle of City Royale, ok. Is this a prank or something, he's about to get mad...]

Did you get distracted by something? I am waiting where you directed, but I do not see you, nor do I see anything nearby that would be of interest. Where are we going?

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[assassino]

And if it has not changed? It will cause concern for nothing, or else it will be inevitable.

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[He frowns again, glancing down. Ezio is right, of course; if it was only a fluke (or Ezio himself...?) then it would be unnecessary to cause panic. But if it's true, they shouldn't keep it from everyone.

Quietly, as if he's aware they're stuck between a rock and a hard place but wants to say it anyway to satisfy his own convictions --] They deserve to know the truth.

[assassino]

They will when the time is right, Connor. I can promise you that.

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And when will that be?

[assassino]

[He pauses to consider.]

Soon.

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[He frowns at the answer, but at least he doesn't argue the point. He still doesn't like it, though.]

[assassino]

[He will ponder it and potentially make people paranoid with it.]

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[Enter: Permanentdeathgate.]