Because there's one thing that I did to my cloak that couldn't be forged by anyone else, unless they were a student of mine.
-he picks up the brim of his cloak, showing the golden cross, before wiping his hand across the cloak, making the golden cross turn red, before waving it back to gold-
They know I didn't share the technique behind making it.
I made the original cloaks for Masters of the order myself- with this added enchantment to them, in order to disguise ourselves amongst other Crusading orders if- worse came to worse- and the Latinist church realized that we weren't exactly purely working for the Emperor's cause.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-nods- Well... He said I could take the time I needed.
He knows that Its' no easy task to try and prove yourself to be a myth.
Especially if my first impression was wearing- well- my 'modern' attire, when the brotherhood was founded around 600 years before Assassins' time.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Gracia has both her hands touching Kyo's tail, fascinated by the scales-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

How's he gonna know you didn't forge it?