Just the thought of new kin made Ziio smile. The kind of smile she really didn't give to just anyone, and it was clear and transparent that the idea of being a grandparent was a very appealing one. There was a good deal of pride that she got from watching her son grow. It was hard, undoubtedly, but he was her son and by Iottsitíson, did she love him a great deal. Even if she had a difficult time saying it, or showing it. And yet she did.

She grew serious, however, when she heard him.

"...An Assassin?" she asked with interest. Her eyebrows lifted, "The very same Brotherhood and Creed we know? From the future... I was unaware we had anyone like that here. Or that you knew of him."