"I do not know how many people there are in the gardens but I would hazard that it is no small number. Nowhere near as many occupants as a town or a city but there are many." She gives a hint of a smile then, annoyance flickering at the edges because so much of her life has been out of her hands already that being here does not please her, even if the respite is something she knows better than to take for granted when she has so little of it normally. "I am Ezio Auditore da Firenze, I can help you if I can."

The next words she hears make her frown; she does not like the sound of this, it sounds like men she has hunted through cities who take from the people, who abuse those that are weaker than them and whatever smile was on her face fell away at that.

"Who left you? Who would do something like that?"