So it was him that she heard behind them. That raspy cough could be heard a mile away, no doubt from the smoke and fast paced running. She felt a little sorry for him, knowing the pain that engulfed his throat and lungs in fire. She pulled out a leather pouch filled with water that laid her side, and offered him it. As he took it and began to talk, she listened intently, for the next thing he said counted on his life.<br/><br/>She folded her arms a bit of agitation growing on her face. If the Templars had a hold on him certainly he was associated well with them. In what way though? What could the Templars possibly want with this man? She had half a mind to hold out her blade to him right there, knowing that most Templar scum and their lap dogs always had a knack for lying.<br/><br/>But she remained composed, seeing this man wanted no fight. Though in the back of her mind she left a note. If this man showed a trace of hostility, or pissed her off, her blade would be out. She had to take precautions around this man. Any one mixed in with the Templars always posed some threat; you never really knew how loyal they were.<br/><br/>But when he brought up her mission her face turned angry. What could he possibly need with that information? Her hands clenched in fury, she closed eyes she turned her head down, her teeth gritting. She remembered full on that she had failed her mission and with that man bringing it up again, she didnâ€™t quite care for it.<br/><br/>She walked closer to him opening her eyes; her hand grabbing a fist full of his shirt. Her eyes locking onto his with a deadly glare.<br/>â€œWhy would that information be important to you?â€ She hissed at him, â€œYou said yourself you were affiliated with the Templars, and Iâ€™d like to know how close the relationship is.â€ She shifted her hand making her hidden blade come out, pressing right against his neck, â€œFor I am not sure if you would relay the message back to them, and if that is the case I will kill you right here.â€ She then realized that the Templars would find out sooner or later of why it happened.<br/><br/>She pressed the blade a bit closer, trying to make it uncomfortable for him.<br/>â€œBut if you must know, that man I killed was a Templar. A dangerous one. He had gone insane with the lure of power. He was about to kill innocent people, and I could not let that happen. It was my mission given to me. Kill Giulio, save the citizens and kill whoever got in my way. Those other Templars got in my way, and my mission was clear.â€<br/><br/>She released her blade from his neck and walked back to her original spot on the wall, leaning up against it with folded arms. A huff escaping her lips.<br/>â€œIt has also come to my attention that you failed to give us your name. If you plan on keeping that secretive I will assume that it could jeopardize your survival here.â€ She pulled out a throwing knife and casually played with it in her hands, a smile on her face. â€œName please?â€