What are you talking about? We were at home, I was coming to see you, you'd been riding and you had just returned. Malik said you were in your chambers, I was coming to welcome you home and fetch you for dinner.

[She is utterly perplexed by this, looking at him in disbelief that is bordering on pained. Heedless of their audience, she finds his hand and grasps it between hers.]

Altaïr you are scaring me, why are you looking at me like that?