It's not unfamiliar, funnily enough, to kiss him. What is new is kissing him without worrying about anyone to judge her for it--because there's no one else here--and letting herself actually enjoy it. There's no denying intent as she matches him, closing her eyes so she doesn't allow her eyes to remind her brain she's actually kissing Ezio. Like, for real, this time.

It's nice. Really nice. Almost too nice. But she's beginning to think that maybe she deserves it for all the hell this place has put her through and likely will continue to put her through.

She does have to break to remember to breath, eyes opening. There's a dull buzz in her brain as she tries to figure out something to say.

"Thanks."

But hey, at least she's smiling.