Altair/Ofelia/Open
"I'm certain he knows no more than the rest of us," Altair murmured, still avoiding her gaze, but unable to completely avoid falling into conversation with her. "I didn't see him out there in the Mist with his sword drawn."
He knew he was being rude, but it should be no more than his guild colleagues expected at this point. Surely Ofelia hadn't thought one battle and some pretty words would change their relationship entirely. He couldn't afford to get a reputation for sincerity.