[ alhaitham replies flatly, as if it was the most obvious observation in the world. he doesn't even think to remove his hand from kaveh's shoulder, or realise that he's effectively holding the other in place, preventing him from doing the one thing he'd suggested just a few minutes ago. but, drama aside - this was still, by all accounts, a ridiculous situation.
the man in front of him built elaborate palaces and plazas; sailed to the top of his class in the kshahrewar; was always loudly, unapologetically himself and true to his values, even when alhaitham thought it was idiocy to be so emotionally dedicated to one school of thought.
it was almost equal idiocy that kaveh seems to have forgotten all this.
a heavy sigh escapes the scribe - he's not as good with words as the other, especially not in situations like this. he's all rigid fact and well-placed sass, not a font of comforting words or encouragement. ]
Look - I don't know what's happened to you, and I probably won't end up knowing either. I'm not exactly a confidant.
[ alhaitham frowns, though it seems to be more akin to concern than of the 'i'm kicking you out of the fucking house' from ten minutes ago. ]
Even without the specifics, is it really something big enough to warrant throwing so much away?
[ he doesn't even think that the 'so much' in this case could be interpreted as their living situation, as dysfunctional as it was. accidentally? it's quite sentimental. ]
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[ alhaitham replies flatly, as if it was the most obvious observation in the world. he doesn't even think to remove his hand from kaveh's shoulder, or realise that he's effectively holding the other in place, preventing him from doing the one thing he'd suggested just a few minutes ago. but, drama aside - this was still, by all accounts, a ridiculous situation.
the man in front of him built elaborate palaces and plazas; sailed to the top of his class in the kshahrewar; was always loudly, unapologetically himself and true to his values, even when alhaitham thought it was idiocy to be so emotionally dedicated to one school of thought.
it was almost equal idiocy that kaveh seems to have forgotten all this.
a heavy sigh escapes the scribe - he's not as good with words as the other, especially not in situations like this. he's all rigid fact and well-placed sass, not a font of comforting words or encouragement. ]
Look - I don't know what's happened to you, and I probably won't end up knowing either. I'm not exactly a confidant.
[ alhaitham frowns, though it seems to be more akin to concern than of the 'i'm kicking you out of the fucking house' from ten minutes ago. ]
Even without the specifics, is it really something big enough to warrant throwing so much away?
[ he doesn't even think that the 'so much' in this case could be interpreted as their living situation, as dysfunctional as it was. accidentally? it's quite sentimental. ]