[He gets down from his mount, who seems a little agitated, and gently pats the horse's neck.]
Until then, go off on your own, you ungrateful git. I'll track these bastards down and claim the reward without you. Good luck getting home in this desert.
[As he turns away, he goes still. To the untrained eye, it'd look like he's just checking his horse and his saddlebags. Altaïr, though, may recognize the look in his eye: someone using the eagle's gift for a moment. He glances briefly at Altaïr, and gives the smallest smile and a slight nod. He's got Altaïr tracked, a reassuring green outline in Jacob's vision.
If anything happens to Altaïr, Jacob will at least know where to find him.]
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[He gets down from his mount, who seems a little agitated, and gently pats the horse's neck.]
Until then, go off on your own, you ungrateful git. I'll track these bastards down and claim the reward without you. Good luck getting home in this desert.
[As he turns away, he goes still. To the untrained eye, it'd look like he's just checking his horse and his saddlebags. Altaïr, though, may recognize the look in his eye: someone using the eagle's gift for a moment. He glances briefly at Altaïr, and gives the smallest smile and a slight nod. He's got Altaïr tracked, a reassuring green outline in Jacob's vision.
If anything happens to Altaïr, Jacob will at least know where to find him.]