The climb up the factory face was somewhat cumbersome given the architecture of this place, but Altaïr of course made do. Hand over hand, careful footholds, hoisting himself up past windows and ignoring if anyone was inside looking out to see a man dressed in white slipping out of view, Altaïr made his way up and up the factory facade until he finally had both hands over the lip of the roof. He lifted himself up enough he could peek over the ledge, and to his surprise the other already waited there for him.

Altaïr looked him over a few seconds, noting the highly decorated robes compared to his own simple ones, and also the... very large stature of the man. He was a big man, bigger than Altaïr had expected for some reason. He pulled himself up the rest of the way and saw Ezio turn to look at him, and Altaïr bowed his head and put his left hand with the bracer over his chest.

"Safety and peace, Ezio." He wanted to ask if he was late but he didn't think so, and it didn't matter regardless. "The girl, Alice, mentioned you to me."