[Is it the voice or the face? She's not sure, but the visual of Ezio stroking himself off and moaning her name is so very fresh in her mind and she comes so close to losing her nerve. To talking herself out of... whatever this is. To babbling so incoherently that he turns and goes. And then, she just lifts a shoulder and tips her head to the side.]
Hi.
[It's quiet and accompanied by a small smile.] You're really dressed for this.
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Hi.
[It's quiet and accompanied by a small smile.] You're really dressed for this.