Emma nodded and glanced back at Ezio during the process of climbing up the stairs to get to her room. "Yeah, I know. An older woman owned this place and was the one to sell it to me, and she was kind enough to leave it fully furnished for me," she said, turning back around. As soon as she had found the correct size of boots and was making her way downstairs, noticing that just as she descended and became slightly visible that he had jumped away from something. What in the world was he looking at? Was there something she missed? Oh well. Shaking it off as nothing, she nodded and looked up at him. "Try them on to make sure they fit nicely, and as long as they do, consider them yours. My feet aren't quite that big," she said, grinning slightly.











