The next time Desmond woke up it wasn't to the sound of birds singing but to the smell of food. Not having eaten for what felt like ages Desmond opened his eyes and looked around cautiously. He only vaguely remembered what had happened and how he got here but the place look extremely familiar.
"So you have finally awoken boy. I was beginning to worry." To the side of the bed, an old and wrinkled, dark skinned man was standing with grey hair and a cane he was leaning on. Achilles. Why was Achilles here? "Calm down, there is nothing to fear. I have brought you food." His hand gestured towards the side and Desmond turned to see a bowl with something steaming inside. It smelled delicious.
"Thank you."
"Oh, so you can talk?" The man laughed. "Connor was beginning to wonder."
"Connor..."
"The young man who found you. He's my protégé, I took him in when he was only young."
"I..." No he shouldn't give himself away. Desmond knew for a fact that they weren't evil or Templars for that matter but what should he tell them? That he was Connor's ancestor from the future?
"Yes boy?"
"I'm Desmond." He said instead and Achilles smiled warmly.
"Eat your soup and drink some water Desmond, you must be very weak after being unconscious for this long."
"How long was it?"
"Two days since we found you. You talk in your sleep." Desmond nervously looked up from the bowl.
"What...what did I say?"
"Things about someone called Juno but not a lot. It was hardly understandable. You're lucky I was here, Connor thought you were going crazy!" Again Achilles laughed but Desmond considered the comment.
"Maybe I am. I can't be certain. I don't know why I'm here or how I got here, all I know is that this is not how it's supposed to be."
"Is it ever? Now eat and rest boy, I will be downstairs." The man turned and left with heavy steps and the sound of the cane against the wooden floor echoing through the hallway even after he had gone.
Desmond stared into the hot brew and slowly took a sip. The taste was faint and new to him but his empty stomach welcomed the food. Hungry and greedy he drank the soup as well as the water given to him before falling back into a deep sleep.