Connor would argue that anyone who wants to save the world right off the bat is probably not human. There has to be a catalyst to everything. Just because he started down this path because of one motivation didn't mean he still only worked toward that singular goal. (Also remember that he began Assassin training when he was a very impressionable thirteen-year-old. He's pretty well indoctrinated by now!)

But that is honestly neither here nor there, because, while he would have bristled and thrown a tantrum about that remark before, now he's learned to pick his battles. Plus, he's tired; dancing is hard to do when you're still convalescing.

He nods again, and there's a weird, awkward sort of hesitation as he stops moving in order to restart the dance, as it were, with him in the lead now.