[Oh no, not Ezio, too. Seems like half the city has forgotten who they are or where they've come from or something along those lines. It was only a matter of time before it affected the Assassins. Simple statistics dictated memory problems would show up among their numbers eventually. Connor frowns, this time out of a sense of concern. He has no idea how long the effect will last, or if it will get worse. If Ezio cannot remember where things belong in the Bureau, encouraging him to stay might prove helpful.

On the other hand, if Ezio forgets more, it might be better to have him out of the Bureau...]

Perhaps you should go down to the shop and have some tea. I will straighten things up in here, and it will be easier for you when you return to find things.

[...Yes. That seems best. A compromise between the two options.]