Renaldo found himself glaring down at the Templar. Part of him wanted to strike the man for being so arrogant. The Doctor was at the opposite end of a crossbow, and yet he had the audacity to try and make a deal?<br/>Before he could say much though, his fellow Assassin spoke up instead. Renaldo felt a rough chuckle escaping him at the man's words.<br/>"I was going to offer you your life, but it seems my friend has other ideas for you." Renaldo said as he paced around to the other side of the alley, keeping himself in the view of the Templar. "Now, answer my questions. Because you know, as well as I that she was no mere customer." Renaldo said, turning his burning gaze back at the doctor.<br/><br/>A small part of him was just wanting to run after his sister and forget the man. But on the other hand, Renaldo knew this man was a Templar and in this city, they weren't to be trifled with. Renaldo had been trying to keep his head down. Trying to hide from the war so that no one would notice that he had switched sides. But this man had to know something about Nicolina.<br/>"Did she say where she was from? Her business in the city?" Renaldo pressed, taking a few steps closer. "A woman buys poison from you, and you do not question it? What an honorable doctor you are." Renaldo said in disgrace, though he knew his anger and frustration were getting the better of him.<br/><br/>He paced away from the Templar, sighing roughly as he ran his fingers through his hair. He took a moment then to look over the other Assassin who had come to his aid. He was younger, and Renaldo didn't instantly recognize him. Maybe he was new to the city. That wasn't uncommon. Assassins were always moving from town to town. At the rate that things were going here in the city, Renaldo may not be staying here much longer.<br/>"Do as you wish." Renaldo muttered to the Assassin. "Apparently he's of no use. Just like the lot of them." Renaldo said, shaking his head and turning away from the Doctor. Hopefully the sudden threat of death would loosen the man's tongue. If not, Renaldo would have to follow after his sister on his own.<br/><br/>He didn't want her suffering the same fate as their father...and with the Templars, there was no telling what would happen if she continue to work for them.<br/><br/>----------------------<br/><br/>"Calmare....calmare...." Nicolina said as her horse started to buck, her reigns held tightly by the stable boy. She waved him away quickly, not wanting him to spook her horse. The mare was already upset.<br/>"Weren't they taking care of you girl?" Nicolina asked and the large horse merely shook her head as something of an answer, and walked closer to Nicolina. "Alright....we're going home now anyway." Nicolina added.<br/><br/>She glanced over her shoulder at the city one last time. Part of her would always regard this mission as something of a failure. She wasn't any step closer to finding the people who murdered her father and brother. Nor did she kill the man responsible for the deaths of so many fellow Templars. But, she did find their hide-out....that had to amount for something in her Mentor's eyes. Time would only tell.<br/><br/>Letting slip a sigh, Nicolina turned her horse towards the gates of the city. Once through, she mounted, her bag slung across her shoulder while her other pack was tethered down to the saddle. With a soft kick, her horse took off towards Florence.