[ Ezio is diffidently used to stares. He gets it alot. But , only ones of awe and the like. Claire's head shake and unimpressed look catches him off guard. Ezio jumps down neatly to the ground and falls into pace with her.]
Signora, that bag looks heavy. May I carry it for you? [ He puts on his most charming smile , not that that is always guaranteed to work.]
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Signora, that bag looks heavy. May I carry it for you? [ He puts on his most charming smile , not that that is always guaranteed to work.]