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[disarmingfaith]

 No, no, this is an excellent idea.

[Sarcasm? Check.]

And even if it inevitably goes wrong, what are you worried about? I still have three other limbs I can lose.

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[disarmingfaith]

'Unfortunate condition'?

[givetheslip]

You make it sound like an illness. But it does seem contagious, doesn't it?

[disarmingfaith]

[Another small, significant smile.]

Here I am, here you are.

[givetheslip]

I admit I can think of worse companions to be infected alongside.

[disarmingfaith]

Be careful with your words, or you might lead some to believe I am agreeable or some such nonsense.

[And we all know Malik is an illtempered ogre. Obviously.]

[givetheslip]

[Oh, she can be at times.]

Surely we can keep it a secret between us.

[disarmingfaith]

Perhaps. We are good at that, you and I, keeping secrets.

[givetheslip]

It helps to have someone you can trust, to keep those secrets with.

[disarmingfaith]

This is true. It is one of the founding principles of the brotherhood itself. That the burden of knowledge and action is always too heavy, for one man to carry alone.

[givetheslip]

Such a principle must go beyond the brotherhood, mustn't it? [A small smile.] I can hardly call myself a part of it.

[disarmingfaith]

It does.

[He pauses a moment, frowning a little.]

I admit readily not to know what should I call you or what place you hold, if any, within our brotherhood. That is for the Mentor to decide.

[He offers her a very small smile.]

But perhaps friend might be a fitting title, for the time being.

[givetheslip]

My place...it's something I've struggled to know myself for a while now.

Perhaps it will be up to Altaïr in the end.

[She extends a hand to his one remaining.]

But whatever and whenever that might be, I would be honored to hold this title.