-He felt weird for some strange reason when she said it wasn’t real-
Hm, I guess that’s as good enough of an excuse as any. -He strolls over to the Animus, sitting down and looking over at Lucy at her desk-
… -Sighs-
No, it really isn’t.
You know you’ve really become more confusing to me after my “death.” -He layed back on the Animus, staring at the ceiling- You need to learn how to say what you really feel Luce. -Crosses his legs-
