"I don't know a lot of married people. My mom's marriage was, uh, not great. Big surprise there." When your dad is a piece of shit, that's usually the case. Stephanie rolls her eyes in favor of actually getting upset about that.
"Not that I think you'd be anything like that, though. Definitely not. That's just sort of the perspective I'm coming into this with. Doesn't mean my perception of it can't be improved."
"You and I have known one another longer than most people are engaged. And really, what's changed?" She's here in his room, like she usually was. "If it matters to you, then it has to matter to me, too. So it does, now. Okay?"
“I intend to flatter you every day for the rest of our lives,” he replies, sliding a hand up her side. “You never told me much about your parents, you know.”
"For a reason. Mostly because of my dad. I never knew where to start: the criminal activity, the putting us into the poorhouse, trying to throw acid into my face, me trying to choke him to death with a chain, his "fake" death and only coming back to drug me..."
Not the best role model, clearly, or example of what a decent human person should be.
"My mom stayed with him way too long when he was in and out of prison and being a general waste of air, but I think if she could do it again, she'd do it differently."
He idly runs a knuckle along her side as she talks, slow and soothing, but his attention is solely on what she’s talking about. It hurts his heart to think of all the ways she has struggled and suffered, and it makes him want to spoil her even more.
Ezio cups her cheek gently.
“You’ve had a difficult time, dolcezza,” he says. “I can promise you, your mother will be glad to see her daughter treated so well.”
“Younger men are fools,” Ezio assures her. “Your mother would find me suitably handsome enough to be worthy of you, and any other doubt would be laid to rest by my family’s finances. I am also very charming.”
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"Not that I think you'd be anything like that, though. Definitely not. That's just sort of the perspective I'm coming into this with. Doesn't mean my perception of it can't be improved."
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"It will be different with us," he promises. "It matters to me, but if you do not trust that or feel ready, I will restrain myself."
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"I'm glad you think so. And it's... really sweet, I think, that marriage is important to you. I didn't know."
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“I know my conduct may not always declare it, but I’ve always wanted to be married.”
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"To a strange but very cute girl from the future that moonlights as a crime fighter?"
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Not the best role model, clearly, or example of what a decent human person should be.
"My mom stayed with him way too long when he was in and out of prison and being a general waste of air, but I think if she could do it again, she'd do it differently."
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Ezio cups her cheek gently.
“You’ve had a difficult time, dolcezza,” he says. “I can promise you, your mother will be glad to see her daughter treated so well.”
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"Yeah? Treated so well by who, exactly?"
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She taps his chin with her index finger.
"Would your mom approve of me?"
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“I believe so, but I have never met any mothers, so I cannot be certain..”
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"My mom would uh, probably be concerned. Strange, older Italian guy kinda... weird."
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"So you'd just need my acceptance. Huh."
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He's too hot.
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“Would you prefer I carry myself with the possibility that we will not be together?”
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Now that the signs are crystal clear and all.
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