Sef clung to his father like a limpet, not caring that Altaïr's robes were caked in dirt and that Dahi and Hasan would see; it was Baba and he was home! He had kept his promise he'd come back before he started training and what was more, he was rescuing him. He snuggled in as close as he could, trying to stop crying and to be brave but he couldn't help it, and it wasn't just because he was scared of being up the tree.

Even when they were on the ground, he still stuck to his father like a vice.

"Baba, Baba!"