[ Obvious or not he is an accomplice to her hiding and there is no trying to persuade her otherwise. ]

Do I look like the type of person who would carry around a knife? I'm delicate! What if I cut myself or something?

[ Never mind that he's now seen her wield an axe and do some level of magic completely debunking any sort of delicate claims. Her attention quickly turns to what she senses is Altaïr implying something that she sincerely hopes he isn't implying. Hilda's eyes narrow. ]

Wait a minute. You don't have multiple knives on you right now, do you?