A good bit of information to be sure, and rather...dour and grim as well. It sounded a bit cultish if Dorian were honest, and that just set him off his cider. And so, Dorian treated the news with a bit of flippancy, to lighten the mood. "And a joke that cannot be noticed." Smiling, he nodded all the same, accepting Altaïr's explanation.

"Oaths are all well and good, but I'll not be taking any. The last time someone offered me membership into their club, they turned out to be warmongering zealots."