"Why must our time together end so quickly?" the blonde man questioned, his eyes pleading with the young assassin. "I demand thee to take of thine armour!" Leonardo stomped his foot.
"The reason of why our time must halt so quickly is known," the assassin reasoned with the artist. "I must leave now, before any more hurt can be spread onto thee."
"I will take thine hurt and protect thee, but please do not leave me now."
"I must leave, Leonardo, my people are in need of help and I, their hero must provide it." Leonardo looked down then back up to Ezio.
"May I make a single request before you are torn away from me?"
"Speak," the assassin looked softly towards the artist.
"May I touch thine buttocks?"
Ezio looked sorrowfully towards the floor and shook his head. "The request of thee must be denied. Should I return, I wish for you to squeeze but now I must flee. Good bye, my love." And with that, Ezio hopped on his magical unicorn and flew away.