[The smile that tugs at Ezio's mouth when he hears her curse in the dark is as instinctive as the way he adjusts his balance with the short stop.
He supposes they're lucky that gravity persists, even if the lights and engines do not. So too is he lucky that his clumsiness with technology is balanced out by his familiarity with beautiful (and seemingly foul-tempered) women: he'd take good company over gravity any day.
B) lights out babyyyy
He supposes they're lucky that gravity persists, even if the lights and engines do not. So too is he lucky that his clumsiness with technology is balanced out by his familiarity with beautiful (and seemingly foul-tempered) women: he'd take good company over gravity any day.
He looks for her in the dark.]
I am fine, buona signora. And you?