"No." He didn't bake the tarte to eat it himself, but this is the perfect use of it: bonding with someone over it, sharing food as well as a conversation they would not otherwise have had. It's why he loves to cook. "I really didn't. It felt like getting trapped in yet another tower. But being on the move the whole time was the best way I could think of to avoid templars. Phylacteries aren't much use at sea, not that they were wasting their time hunting down individual mages, but you couldn't be too careful."

He breaks off a bit of pastry with apple on it. "Though sometimes, when I felt too trapped, I'd climb up the shrouds as high as I could. Find some place to perch and feel like I could really breathe. Sometimes I do that now, on the roof, or I take Sunbeam out flying."