Ezio doesn't exactly get it, and he laughs so that he does not wail, but he lets his hand come to a rest on the side of her thigh.

"There are plenty of things I could do to you aside from that," he says, even though he very much would like to do that one specific thing most of all. "Come, now. I could lick you. I could fuck your thighs. It does not have to be the end of this."