Ezio gives an amused little huff. In his mind, this is a done deal, forever, no other women for him. She can joke about it all she'd like, but he's already serious.

He reaches out and tucks a lock of her hair behind her ear.

"I know you Americans approach marriage as lightly as a dinner invitation," he replies. "So even if it matters to me, it's difficult to be bothered by what's in your nature."