About a half hour or so (give or take) had passed before he decided that all he wanted to do for the rest of the night was sleep. With each victim of the fire he had treated, it seemed more people were showing up, and it was starting to become rather tiring. It was like they knew he wanted to sleep, and purposely waited out until the last minute to decide they needed to see a doctor. It has been like this a lot during the past few weeks with the increase in crime and violence and of course the ever present threat of disease. With the occasional person who is stupid enough to drink the water straight from the canals, finding that their thirst would be quenched and they would also become rather ill. God only knows what the hell was in that waterâ€¦ he really didnâ€™t want to put much thought into it.<br/><br/>This job, as much as he enjoyed it, was tiring enough.<br/><br/>Domenico was just about ready to call it a night when he heard the door open. He froze, readying his blade in case it was some Assassin looking to take him out. His movements were cautious when he moved to the back just in case. Assassins were troublesome and a few of them, somehow acquiring his name and knowledge of him being associated with the Templar Order, have gone after him directly. The attacks were rare, but they only added to his paranoia. He doesnâ€™t take intruders lightly, however once the familiar voice settled in and the smell of blood caught his attention, he snapped out of his mildly bloodthirsty state and was completely relaxed. He immediately walked over to her, gestured for her to take a seat, and brought out some bandages as well as a few things needed to clean the wound and make sure no infection would get in that would cause her to lose her arm.<br/><br/>â€œNasty wound.â€ He commented in a half murmur, too tired to care he was stating the obvious. â€œIâ€™ll assume your little assignment has not gone well? Hold still, this shouldnâ€™t take long.â€ Knowing better than to question her further, he got right to work. Carefully, mostly because he wanted things to go quicker so he could get some sleep, he undid some of her top and pulled her arm out of her sleeve. Not caring about whatever protest she might bring, he started cleaning the wound gingerly. He was tired, and it was probably quite obvious, but he always made sure it didnâ€™t affect his ability to work and that he was always careful when treating a patient. He made sure he was gentle the entire time, and when he finished putting the bandages on he let out a soft exhale.<br/><br/>Giving her a nod he backed away from her slightly, â€œIt should heal up in no time. Should something go wrong for whatever reason, you know where to find me.â€ Domenico was confident in his skills, but he always let it out there in case the customer was not pleased with his work. There was always someone who wasnâ€™t pleased, you canâ€™t please everyone. He gathered his things and placed them back into their respective areas. Always organized. Disorganization bothered him greatly. This has indeed been a long day, he told himself, â€œSometimes I feel like Iâ€™m the only doctor in this damn city,â€ he mused softly with a sigh, shaking his head.<br/><br/>--------<br/><br/>That was a good point. Was it truly safe to leave at this time? If he were to be asked directly he probably would have said no since the city was usually dangerous no matter what time of day. Plus there was the fact he was trying to smuggle people out of Venice, so that was putting him on edge on top of worrying about whether or not it was safe out there. If someone spotted him he knew that would not end well, but he figured Alexandra would take care of whatever trouble came their way, if any, like she said. He trusted her with that even if he was still a little wary. Placing that wariness aside, Emanuel knew that getting his family out of the city was top priority.<br/><br/>â€œShould I assume youâ€™ll be taking to the rooftops?â€ He asked the Assassin, â€œIf you are, be careful that you donâ€™t end up with an arrow in the back of your head. The archers have been rather vigilant lately, and I expect there would be quite a few.â€ It wasnâ€™t just the archers, he knew, since night watch has been increased due to the Templars wanting the elimination of Assassins as quickly as possible. He got that lecture about a dozen times to keep an eye out of â€˜suspiciousâ€™ individuals, really meaning to detain and question any Assassins. What other choice did he have than to do just that? Even if he hadnâ€™t exactly been proud of it he had still been doing his job. Maybe now he could finally rid himself of being associated with the Templars after this was all said and done. That was a relieving thought, but he knew he wasnâ€™t out of the woods yet.<br/><br/>He felt a little better once they were outside but he still kept an eye out to make sure that nobody was following. Emanuelâ€™s hand was at his own sword as he followed Alexandra more out of habit than anything, however. That and he wanted to make sure his family was safe. Bella was still asleep in Michellaâ€™s arms, which was a good sign, so he wouldnâ€™t have to worry about her all that much. However, Michellaâ€™s silence was worrying him a bit. Usually she would try to make conversation or do something to ease the mood since she doesnâ€™t like tension. Perhaps this showed him just how serious this was and how he couldnâ€™t afford to screw up now.<br/><br/>Footsteps could be heard, and he motioned for them to take an alternative route where he knew there would be less of a chance of them getting spotted. He continued along a series of alleys that seemed to be untouched by the patrols at this time of night. Emanuel knew this city well alright.  He had been right about the Templars keeping their attention to the rooftops more than the streets and it put him at ease. That ease was almost completely erased when voices could be heard not too far from their location. Perhaps the Templars have decided to increase the number of patrols on the streets after all, which was what he had not hoped for. He held back a frustrated groan and scowled instead.<br/><br/>â€œThis is ridiculous,â€ he heard one of the men say. â€œI canâ€™t believe theyâ€™re having us stand here all night.â€<br/><br/>â€œThis surprises you?â€ The other snorted, â€œSomething big is happening, and if they want us to stand here like idiots all night then so be it.â€<br/><br/>Emanuel looked back to his company and thought for a moment. Surely Alexandra could take care of these pests, but there was a part of him that wanted to avoid bloodshed if it was possible. On the other hand he was willing to do what was necessary to make sure his family left the city in one peace. Usually he was the one following the orders, not much for strategizing in situations like this, so he was a bit lost right now, unfortunately.