#former--templar

"..."

He takes the box and the flowers, struggling to try and not look confused. Altaïr opens the box, eyeing the chocolates quizzically. Whatever they are, it isn't something he's tried before. 

The flowers do manage to rouse a smile from him, and he sets the two things aside in favor of pulling Maria to press a lingering kiss to her lips.Before he pulls back, he gives one more to the side of her mouth.

Honoria pursed her lips, arms crossed in front of her. She resembled someone Achilles had told her about, when she had studied under him, but she could not quite remember who she was. 

"I.."

F r o w n s.

"Maria.."