If I do anything with him, I might have to play him as further through the game.

[But his mind was racing, even if he looked cool and collected on the outside. The Templars were running freely in Italy and he was stuck here. Who would keep them in line? His revenge for his father and brothers would never come to pass...how could he avenge them here? Ezio gritted his teeth hard, hands curling into fists at his sides.]

I cannot stay here. I have business I must attend to back in Firenze! [Forget the train now, there was no way back?] There must be a way back - if this contraption brought me here it can take me back! Or if that is somehow not possible, it should be possible to get over the walls!