That embarrasses him a little, and he smiles at the ground. He reaches to rub the back of his neck, then realizes his hands are covered in ash and thinks better about it, folding his hands in his lap instead.

"Yes... I think so. And perhaps why I am so stubborn," he adds, looking at Stephanie again, pushing through his embarrassment. He needed to stop being so shy; it's probably not a very good quality in an Assassin.

"My mother also taught me English. So I think she must have known I would need it one day."