"There really is not anymore Templar activity around here since you killed Robert..." points out Adalia, swinging her legs childishly over the edge of the inside balcony that they occupied.
"There have been signs of movements over in Cyprus... It looks like they're up to something there..." Altair grunts, shaking his head and fiddling with the Piece of Eden in his hands idly. A type of habit that had set in every time it grew quiet.
"So, what are you going to do about it?"
"We'll find more information first. Than we'll go from there." Adalia smiled at that, though Altair could not see it. He had grown and matured so much since his last nine assassination missions under Al Mualim. It was a nice change - and she wasn't disappointed in his new behavior.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
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