#haythoms

connor wasn't quite sure why he was humoring the man; he had done nothing but weave tall tales and lies from the moment they had met. haytham's mere presence was enough to put the young captain on edge. he didn't even like him; and yet, the native assassin was waiting for haytham to show his face -- it had been a little over forty minutes now, so says connor's mental clock (and the mysterious glowing numbers that displayed themselves on a building not too far from where connor was standing and yet.. his father had yet to appear and his patience for the man was beginning to run thin.

so what does he do? take his hat, of course.

" ... !! " { his father was here as well? alright, kid, time to watch and wait for the right moment }