Clay: Desmond, think about this…What if, I went with you?
Desmond: With me…Where?
Clay: It could work. Just for a while. Until I found a way out. Another body maybe. Or…I don’t know. I just don’t…I don’t want to be here anymore.
Desmond: That’s…that’s not going to happen. I’m sorry.
Clay: No…I guess I had my chance. And I wasted it.
CLAYSMOND LIVES ON
HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN
Does it feel like a trial?(x)
Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?
Does it feel like a trial?
Did you fall for the same empty answers again?
Altair and Desmond: born into the Order.
“How can I regret the only life I have ever known?”
“Yeah, I believed for a while, but I never understood. That’s the trouble when you’re born into something. Belief without understanding.”
Assassin’s Creed: The Ezio Trilogy