[He'll have watched Ezio and their father for a moment, doing his own thing off on the other side of the apartment. Though once they seem to be done, he'll wander over.]

Forgive me, padre, I was speaking to someone on the communicator. [The word felt weird on his tongue, but it was called that, right?] What did you need? Or has Ezio already offered to be your errand boy? [A small smirk.]