"You are my favourite," he replies, fondly. Okay, hand drifting away in favour of settling on her waist. His gaze follows hers. He thinks to tease her further until he sees those cobwebs, and then some joke about repopulating dies on the tip of his tongue. He's never seen cobwebs in the castle.

Ezio glances over his shoulder, back down the hall. It occurs to him that the lights aren't even on -- daylight streams in from the windows. He wonders if the power is even on.

"We'll deal with that when we know it to be true."