[Altaïr isn't surprised when he opens his other sight and the room is awash in red, with the exception of Hilda. He isn't afraid, though. If murder was on their minds, someone would already be dead (not him or Hilda).]

Just a few - here, you don't have to cut me —

[He freely offers a couple of the knives he purchased from Jayce and Viktor. The hidden blade strapped to his arm goes unnoticed, hidden as it is in the leather bracer. That they don't even look twice at the bracer solidifies his low opinion of who they're dealing with.]

"Take them to the cage." [The presumably-leading bandit grins.] "Then we'll see what's next for you. Got any family with money waiting for you? Patrons? Surely someone would be glad to pay to get you back."