Claude could look him in the eye and swear to keep his peace and then go tell anyone he thought might care. Altaïr has no way of knowing, but he'll do what he said: he'll trust Claude. It's an unfamiliar choice, but not one he regrets making.

He nods. "I can agree to that, and look forward to it."

All in its own time. He has no doubt that they'll speak of what remains to know about Claude's past, and what may be yet to come for their mutual future, and many other things. He's in no hurry. If anything, he feels steadier for having had this talk, and less alone as they look ahead to whatever trials come next.

"Safety and peace, my friend," he says. "And I will see you soon."