[Again Ezio cannot find words, or more correctly the words he wants to say won't help, so he keeps silent and continues to gaze steadily at his father. He can read some of the small signs of Giovanni's discomfort but he knows there is more to it than just the illness. That feeling of not knowing, of being helpless.
Despite all his new experience and the advantage of years, Ezio finds himself looking to Federico, forever his older brother in his own mind, for guidance expression imploring. 'What do I say? What do we do?'
I need to track this thread or something because I fail!
Despite all his new experience and the advantage of years, Ezio finds himself looking to Federico, forever his older brother in his own mind, for guidance expression imploring. 'What do I say? What do we do?'