paradisa | eleventh. written.

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connor (ratonhnhaké:ton)

eleventh. written.

Today I have been in this place for a year. There is still much I do not understand about its ways as well as the ways of the people who live here, including all of you. There are times where I think I am adjusting, where I think I am understanding, but then something happens and it is clear that I am not.

I am not sure if I will ever understand.

[friends + Assassins]
There is a man here now by the name of Haytham Kenway. Treat him as genially as you like, but I warn you not to trust him. - Connor

[Assassins + Maria Thorpe - Edward Kenway]
He is a Templar. I do not ask for favours lightly, but I will ask you this: Do not kill him for this fact only; there is no point in this world. - Connor

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[Chicks dig taxidermy???? That's what he got from this.]

Alright. Where may I find some? Do you know?

[THAT IS NOT WHAT SHE MEANT BY STUFFED ANIMAL]

Maybe in the glasshouse? I have no idea where roses might grow wild here, perhaps you should wish for some.

[Maybe Molotov should introduce him to stuffed animals, then. Just sayin.]

I would not want to steal... and I do not know if wishing would be as meaningful. I will search and if I cannot find any, perhaps I will do this.

I think probably the thought behind the flowers is the most important thing.

I suppose you are right. And so... roses? You are certain?

Unless you think there is another flower she personally would like better. Roses are sort of a no-fail romantic gesture.

I did not say romantic...

Then why ask my help as a married woman?

I assumed you were experienced in receiving gifts. From men. [Er.] From a man.

I am. Romantic ones. Sure you don't fancy her?

I do not know how to tell.

Well, how do you feel when you think about her?

Um. I would like for her to be impressed by me.

[Molotov smiles at the page. This is cute.]

Anything else?

No. I do not know.

[It's embarrassing!! He just wants her to go 'ooh aah connor you're so impressive' ok is that a crime]

[Chuckling goes here.]

Connor, you have a crush on her. It is okay.

[Noooo don't laughhh]

What should I do?

[It's so cute!]

You have a few options, but I think you should give her the roses, and then, in a few weeks, once she feels better, talk to her about your feelings. If you do not tell her, she may never know.

I do not know what to say... I would like to be forthcoming but I do not know what words to use.

Just tell her you have feelings for her.

I suppose...

[He doesn't sound convinced! That doesn't sound like a very well thought-out plan!]

[She makes another amused noise.]

I promise. You like to be told the truth, right? So do women. Take her for a picnic somewhere, have a nice time. Then say you need to talk to her about something, and come out with it.

[Stop being amused!!!]

Well... is there something specifically I should say? I do not know how to explain this.

[She can't help it, it's really cute!]

There is no premade speech I can give you, Connor. Just be honest with her, tell her why you like her so much, what makes her special. Is she smart, is she strong, is she beautiful? Tell her all of that. Tell her that you want her to be yours.

[No, he is blushing now, no...

Maybe he sounds kind of muffled when he responds. Maybe he is covering his face with his hands. Maybe.]

Um... perhaps I could start with... um, the gifts...