"I see." Malik sighed, leaving his rocks where he's tossed them. "I was not aware that stories of me survived that many generations."

There's a note of disbelief in his tone, he's met some of Desmond's contemporaries among other Assassins and they didn't recognize him at all.

"I will appologize in advance, Desmond. I am likely not going to live up to whatever expectations you have, I took a bit of a detour between home and here."