[Ah, and there is another pang of familiarity — but the Assassins do not have a monopoly on defending the innocent, even if there are not enough of those willing to do so.]

I am Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. It is good to meet you, Bayek of Siwa.

[The name, at least, is something he knows that he knows. Not from firsthand or even secondhand experience, but he recalls Siwa from his studies of maps, from stories of earlier Crusades undertaken when Altaïr was just a child.]

I have heard of this place. An oasis in Egypt, is it not? From the look of you, it's also quite good.

[It's possible Bayek doesn't know a blade from a tree branch. But Altaïr doubts those muscles came from nothing.]