Good. She was satisfied with his work so he could go get some sleep. Domenico flashed a faint smile and nodded to her once she straightened herself. His face lit up a bit more when she mentioned he was a fine doctor and that she trusted him slightly. It was always a good thing when his patients trusted him especially if they were unfortunate Assassins looking for treatment. So many times they have come to him and he happily treats them, gaining their trust slowly, and then killing them off as he sees fit or when instructed. Assassins were so predictable so he hardly found them elusive unless they just so happened to be that experienced. Their predictability was one of the things that made Assassins so deadly; most of the time they relied on that paranoia before they struck. Domenico has only fell victim to it a few times and those were mistakes he was not going to make ever again.<br/><br/>As amusing as it was, the reminder to tread lightly was constant and he didnâ€™t take it lightly. The womanâ€™s wound was a perfect example of that. Normally he would throw in a bit of criticism, but he was too tired and it wasnâ€™t really his place anyway. It was shrugged off and he flashed a smile when the woman placed some coins on his desk and took her leave. This had certainly been an interesting night, he thought to himself, deciding that he was going to be cautious while he slept in case the Assassins had followed her here and discovered that he was a Templar. It all went back to paranoia. It can be your worst enemy or the vigilance boost could be your friend as long as you mind your step and keep yourself from getting killed. After all this was war.<br/><br/>Then again, war was all about minding your step while you deal with the enemy. It was a game in a sense, one not for those who could not handle death, one not for those who were not willing to play dirty.<br/><br/>Domenico chuckled, amused with his own thoughts. He was a simple person who was easily amused but it hardly bothered him. The simple things were always the most entertaining. Who needed elaboration on this pathetic thing known as life? Well, maybe not so pathetic after all considering he saves lives to the best of his ability. He is a fine doctor, likes to keep that thought in mind. All life was precious in the end. Or was it? That was yet another amusing question and one that he would sleep on for the night he decided.<br/><br/>--------<br/><br/>His jaw tensed slightly and then Emanuel shot a quick glance to Bella when it was mentioned to keep her from witnessing the murder. The last thing he needed was for her to wake up and start screaming or questioning everything around her as a child does. Michella gave both the Assassin and her husband a nod, he did the same, and ensured that Bella would not see what was about to happen should she wake up. When it was all said and done the child remained asleep. This night was taking its toll on him fast. First the run to catch up to the Assassin and ask for her help then the escape from the city. He was both physically and mentally exhausted by this point and probably wouldnâ€™t be able to put up a good fight right now anyway. Best to let the Assassin deal with them.<br/><br/>Thank God Bella was still fairly out of it. It both worried him and made him feel relieved at the same time since he knew she was pretty ill. However, at the whistle, she stirred and blinked a few times. â€œMommy, where are we going? Itâ€™s dark.â€ She clung to her motherâ€™s clothing.<br/><br/>â€œShh, Bella, youâ€™re alright. Weâ€™re going to see your Aunt, remember?â€ Michella did her best to keep the child calm. However, Bella wasnâ€™t amused.<br/><br/>â€œI donâ€™t feel well.â€<br/><br/>â€œI know,â€ it was Emanuel that spoke this time, â€œhow about you close your eyes and sleep some more if youâ€™re not feeling well?â€ He looked over his shoulder and smiled as best he could without letting his tiredness show too much. Unfortunately children seemed to always catch on if something was wrong. The little girl opened her mouth to talk again but he silenced her. â€œIsabella, donâ€™t even think about it. I know that look too well. Listen to your father and just get some more rest; you have a long trip ahead of you.â€<br/><br/>The girl reluctantly nodded and rested her head back on Michellaâ€™s shoulder. Emanuel expelled a breath of relief. This was indeed going to be a long night. Hopefully they can leave the city without much troubleâ€¦ Looking to Alexandra, he spoke in a slightly more serious tone, â€œI donâ€™t think there will be any more patrols this way, but then again similar thoughts were running through my mind with the last encounter.â€ He sounded a bit frustrated when he spoke the last bit. If there were any more patrols he might have to hold off on this and do a bit of rethinking but on the other hand they have come this far and they only had one shot.<br/><br/>They couldnâ€™t risk another night. He knew that. He was sure Michella and Alexandra were aware as well, they had to keep moving no matter what.