[Of course he thought of Haytham and sharing some of this good food with his son. Of course the other did complain about fried stuff prior, but he thought he might at least try it. There's a nod as the other declines, but he'll pick it up and dip it in ranch while the other orders coffee.]
Oi, c'mon, I'm good for at least two more.
[There's an almost pout on his lips but he sighs and finishes the chicken, leaving the french fries to nibble on while they talk. The thought of being confused as Haytham's son is quite amusing to him, and he can't help the way a laugh breaks across his features.]
Aye, more often than not, I'm sure. It's a funny ol' world isn't it? Not my fault you act your age.
Then how would you have me judge you? You are a Templar and I am an Assassin. You are too set in your ways and refuse to seek compromise. Our eyes will never meet, Father.
My boy... Understand that I do not seek to change your mind. Our paths are already set and I have come to the end of mine. If I had known of you before then perhaps my views may have been different. Perhaps they might have been harsher still.
Instead understand that like your grandfather, I mourn opertunities missed and a life that can never be.
A little. I know in the past that I was a fool, that I trusted some too much and others not enough. There were those I should have killed instead of sparing and those I should have spared
I would normally enlist Connor's help, yes, as he is quite capable of handling him, however, your son is not much better off himself at the moment...
Your father has a way of being, er, rather influential and persuasive, I would say.
In any case... are you certain that is what you want? He is your father, after all, and whatever disagreements you have in beliefs and values -- not to mention lifestyles -- he loves you. I am certain he would listen to you better than you think.
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