[Hassan, Foyer, Tohsaka Mansion]
Assassin stared coldly at the man in front of him, who was his master based on the command seals and diction. Assassin ignored the extended hand and said not a word, simply listening with a terse silence, stating intently at Dalton ' s face with the same masked skeletal visage that held no emotion. Assassin heard everything his master had to say and waited until he was finished speaking, analyzing everything about his master from physical frame to clothing choice to facial expressions. By the way his master carried himself in standing posture and speaking tone, Assassin could infer that he prided himself in his abilities and held a certain degree of idealism. All of that was fine and comprised to form a strong willed individual, but when said individual did not even have a desire to obtain the wish that Hassan desired, then things were not quite acceptable.

"Of course Master, your servant Assassin is under your command. It would be a shame to have your family lose you." said assassin with a monotonous, shadowy tone imbued with a slight rasp to accentuate the soft, yet distinct tone of the voice. Assassin's tone became slightly lighter am when he mentioned Dalton ' s family, as if he were smiling beneath his unchanging mask.

Assassin would obey for now and aid his master to scout out threats and assess the general lay of the war. If his master kept on amiably, then all would be fine. Assassin was a tolerant being, and a pragmatist. He would not let personal feelings take way in this war, and as such he would never harm his master. But if his master was not of use, then Assassin would have no inhibitions of breaking his mind and forcing him as a mere mana battery.