[He doesn't move, looking down at the plaques, reading them. They at least seemed adequate for who they were honoring, even though the tour guide was reciting what had actually happened completely wrong. It's so disrespectful, he knows, and he even debates correcting her. Sure, Childe looked up the Tsaritsa, he got that- but Ajax has no loyalty to a dead god, and it's hard to hold his tongue. Ultimately, he decides not to bring attention to themselves, because of what he wants to do next.]
Let's touch the plaques.
[Which means stepping over the chain, walking forward a few feet and kneeling down. He reaches down to take her hand, noting that if they did so now, the crowd would hide them from the tour guide.]
We have a little concealment right now. We could do it and it would be over quickly.
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[He doesn't move, looking down at the plaques, reading them. They at least seemed adequate for who they were honoring, even though the tour guide was reciting what had actually happened completely wrong. It's so disrespectful, he knows, and he even debates correcting her. Sure, Childe looked up the Tsaritsa, he got that- but Ajax has no loyalty to a dead god, and it's hard to hold his tongue. Ultimately, he decides not to bring attention to themselves, because of what he wants to do next.]
Let's touch the plaques.
[Which means stepping over the chain, walking forward a few feet and kneeling down. He reaches down to take her hand, noting that if they did so now, the crowd would hide them from the tour guide.]
We have a little concealment right now. We could do it and it would be over quickly.