-shakes head-
No...im okay....
-smiles softly-

Are you sure?
-looks at lovingly-
I worry about you. You need a break.
-touches his cheek-


-placing torches in their home, quite proud of himself-

-sighs-
...you think so..?
-sad look-
I am worn...


-comes trotting back in, holding chickens-

-nods-
I do.
-kisses forehead-
A small break, a few days.
Lets just...get out of the city.


-eyes light up-
Michael! You got chickens?

-sighs-
...
And do what?
...


-nods-
Yeh..
-shrugs-

Nothing.
-small smile-
That's the point.



What are we gonna do with them, we can't breed them, we don't even have any wheat!
-stupid grin on his face-

How am i supposed to protect the people here tho...
-sighs-

-shrugs-
Eat them stupid.

Someone else can. Ezio can. Just tell them to lay low.
You can't do this to yourself.
-gently rubs his cheek-
Altair...


What! No, we can't!
-rushes to, tries to grab them-
They want to live, Michael!

-sad look, looks so worn out-
....Im tired of this life...


-holds them closer-
WE need to live!!
WE NEED FOOD FUCKTARD.

-worried, smile fades-
Altair...
-watches carefully-
Come on, lets go. Right now.
-grabs hand-



Miiiichaelllll...
-whines-
I got...an apple! And we can grow wheat once I figure out how, come on.
-frowns, but has already accepted defeat-

I-I cant...i cant...
-sighs-

NO.
JESUS CHRIST!
-huffs,kills the chicken-
We gotta eat, or else you're gunna DIE.

You don't have a choice.
I'm kidnapping you.
-begins to pack a bag-


-screams-
MICHAEL!!!!!
-eyes wide-
You killed him! We can't even cook the chicken because I used all the coal.
-pissed now, heads to the mine-

Wait huh?
-looks at-
What...?

-fowns-
DOING WHAT?!

-stares at-
If you won't go, I'm FORCING you to.
-swallows hard-
I'm worried, Altair.


Making BLOODY TORCHES.
-snaps, mining-
AH! MICHAEL! MICHAEL!
-runs back up, trips-
Fucking spider, michael! I forgot my sword, help!
-panicking, whining desperately-

-frowns-
...About what...?
I...i dont get it.

-grumbles, just holding a dead chicken-
NO, why should i?

You just need a break.
Anyone can tell.
....Do you want me to talk to Malik about it?


-cries out-
It bit me!
-runs up, limping, turns and closes off the mine with some dirt-
FUCK!
FUCK YOU MICHAEL!
-falls on his rump, crying at his wound-