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[heloise]

[ Lucrezia blames this on boredom, or curiosity, whichever you prefer.

She has a small wooden box in hand, another present since he so disliked the previous one, not that this one is intended to appease him, not precisely. She knocks softly twice, checking to see that the hallway is clear. She would not like to be seen. ]

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[assassino]

Only if you feel challenged enough to do so.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia twirls her glass by its stem and takes another sip, a bigger one, before setting it back on the table still half full. ]

My pride will not be my weakness. [ Looking at you, Ezio. ]

[assassino]

And pride could be a weapon just as much as a weakness.

[heloise]

[ She smirks cheekily at him. ]

How has that worked for you now? How many weeks has it been?

[assassino]

Approaching a month, now.

[And god, does he ever feel it.]

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia is cruel, so she laughs. ]

You may be more suited to the Cloth than many of the Cardinals.

[assassino]

I doubt it. With the taste I have, I could not parch myself for too long.

[smirk]

Besides... I do not include my own good self in celibacy.

[heloise]

How long did you challenge yourself with?

[assassino]

I set no time. I will break it when there is adequate cause to.

[heloise]

And what might be an adequate cause?

[assassino]

Who can say? It is harder to tempt me than most would think.

[heloise]

[ She smiles to herself, reaching for her glass of wine. Really, Ezio? ]

[assassino]

[Smirk.]

I see you doubt me.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia busies herself with the wine. It really is good. ]

What reason would I have to do that?

[assassino]

Your face says it all.

[He leans forward in his seat.]

I see it.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia hides her face behind her glass, downing the rest of it. There. She holds it up for him to see. ]

You must tell me what my face says. I often can't decipher it.

[assassino]

[Conniving. Disappointing. Secretive.]

I see a young woman who is surprisingly curious about a man's sexual habits.

[heloise]

Hardly curious. [ She holds up her glass so he can pour her some more. ]

I know more than you would hazard, Auditore.

[assassino]

[He pours her more.]

You are the one asking questions.

[He sips some of his own wine, then goes for it and drains the glass.]

What do you know, pray tell?

[heloise]

[ Good boy.

Lucrezia places the glass under her nose but doesn't drink yet. ]

Enough to imagine how you feel.

[assassino]

[He pours himself more.]

Go on.

[heloise]

[ She chuckles. ]

You would have me tell you how you feel?

[assassino]

I would know how perceptive you are.

[heloise]

[ She lowers her eyes in thought. ]

And if I prove to be right, what would be my reward?

[assassino]

You can have whatever you'd like from me.

[He smirks. It's a gamble, but he is fine with that.]