"She was working with the enemy. But she ... she had reasons for it. She thought she was doing the right thing too." Desmond's father was a huge part of that, because he's a huge part of every messed up thing in modern Assassin time, one way or the other. "It's so fucking stupid, you know? The world was literally about to be set on fire and most of the earth destroyed, and these two factions couldn't stop hating each other long enough to work together."

If they worked together, it might not have been so down to the wire. Things could have been different. But no. It had to be some Romeo and Juliet shit going on, with them both dead the same way.

Desmond glances back in the direction of where Lucy went, and he swallows, clearly torn. "What if it makes it worse for her?" There's no mistaking the look in his eyes for people who know what to look for, the longing and love and sadness all wrapped up into one. "I told her I'd keep her safe." Such stupid words from a stupid person who believed it was possible. "Before everything. And I ... fucked it all up."