Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

Which seemed to miss Reaver by a mile as he stepped out of the way before it came close.

He looked down at it for a second.

"....You suck at this."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"The Hell do you want from me?"  

[Zahzi]

"A little more effort if you want these paintings to be fine~"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"How about we both walk out of this room, and call it a day?"  

[Zahzi]

Reaver just placed one claw on a painting...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Reaver, don't you dare!"  

[Zahzi]

"Ohh..? Whhy noooot?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Those are priceless!"  

[Zahzi]

"And notice how I don't...Ohhh, what's the word..? Care."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"If we lose money, then we can't afford to fix and clean your weapons. Or your outfit..."  

[Zahzi]

"I clean my own equipment."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And what about repairing and enhancing them? We have to pay the smith somehow?"  

[Zahzi]

"Oohhh, that's VERY FUNNY!" Reaver chuckled, staring at her.

"All your brother does is tell me that there's someone to kill, yet always prattles on useless information, causing me to just go with the name. Nothing more, girl. So, your talk about money has no concern with me!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Well, truth be told. Ezio had me run the fake." Claudia sighed, slumping over.  

[Zahzi]

"...So can I cut these paintings or WHAT!?"