The Trouble With Time 11Why Desmond was locked out of his own sleeping space was beyond him, but at least the couch was unoccupied by a couple of old men who kicked and muttered in their sleep.Enter Malik, who came to check on what should have been a sleeping assassin. Lucy followed close behind, giving Desmond a little wave from behind A-Sayf's arm."We're sorry you were kicked out of your room tonight, Des." The woman's voice was the first to reach his ears. "It won't be forever, though, we promise. Ezio and Leonardo had things to work out, you know..." She was stopped when Desmond sat up and nodded, chuckling silently to himself. "Yeah, I know all about that.
The Trouble With Time 8Shaun had shown EVERYONE the picture he snapped on his cellphone. Even Lucy picked on Desmond. It wouldn't have been so bad, if Leonardo didn't flush every time they saw eachother. Something about the small, shy smile the painter gave him struck chords in Desmond that he hadn't thought were there before. He DID notice, though, that Ezio was hovering around the inventor a little more often. He even started to glare at the youngest of their family line. So when Miles got the chance to REALLY wear on Ezio's nerves, since of course the Auditore HAD to pester him all morning about sharing the couch.... Desmond took the first chance he could."Wha
The Trouble With Time 7"That was delicious!" Exclaimed a rather happy Malik, who patted his belly after having his THIRD bowl of a thick beef stew and dumplings. Desmond seconded that notion with a pat of his own stomach."I'm just glad we had enough to feed everyone," commented Shaun, who was busy pushing the meat onto Rebecca's plate that Leonardo scooped into his bowl. "Would you quit that!" The man snapped at the artist at his side, but quickly muttered an apology with a bit of a tint in his cheeks when he remembered that his guest didn't eat meat. Leonardo was quiet, but added the rest of the beef from his bowl to Lucy's offered bowl."I say we take in a mo