He didn't either, until he learned more. Most people Altaïr met nowadays had to put up with him peppering them with questions about this new world he was expected to live in.

"Nadril seems fond of scavenging old machina. They are probably the closest to finding a way to see into the sky, unless some magical solution comes up." He shrugged. He really didn't understand magic, a thing he only learned recently existed, so he wasn't going to pretend he did. "If left to their own devices, they may find the secret anyway. We're not yet sure the Natha are gone, then?"