[ He's met with a roll of his eyes, an irritated little huff that says Alhaitham has it all wrong. For someone as astute as the scribe is, his emotional intelligence is lacking at best, in the architect's eyes. Alhaitham may not have said out loud that Kaveh's logic makes no sense, but his incredulous tone makes his thoughts on the subject clear, which only serves to piss him off even more.
So maybe, maybe he takes just a little pleasure in how the shock floods the other's face, no matter how briefly the expression exists. While he can't quite place the effect he's had, he it's almost enough to know that he's triggered something in himโ
It's a pleasure he doesn't get to keep for long though, because Alhaitham is up and getting in his face, emerald eyes burning with a strange, fiery heat that makes Kaveh feel very suddenly like his mouth is much too dry, speaking words that immediately have the more senior of the two wanting to backpedal and apologize for pushing it too far.
Instead, he holds his ground, glares right back up at the other man, tries very sincerely not to think about how easy it would be just to close this space between themโ basically a less-drunk version of what he did less than a day ago. If it wasn't for the fact that he remembers it reasonably clearly (as clearly as he can when he was that smashed), he'd posit that they'd found themselves in a samsara, a strange sort of loop in time of which some scholars have talked in the past. They've always argued, but lately it just seems to be getting worseโ
He's getting dangerously close to losing himself in his own thoughts, so he breaks the chain by taking a small step back, shaking his head. ]
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So maybe, maybe he takes just a little pleasure in how the shock floods the other's face, no matter how briefly the expression exists. While he can't quite place the effect he's had, he it's almost enough to know that he's triggered something in himโ
It's a pleasure he doesn't get to keep for long though, because Alhaitham is up and getting in his face, emerald eyes burning with a strange, fiery heat that makes Kaveh feel very suddenly like his mouth is much too dry, speaking words that immediately have the more senior of the two wanting to backpedal and apologize for pushing it too far.
Instead, he holds his ground, glares right back up at the other man, tries very sincerely not to think about how easy it would be just to close this space between themโ basically a less-drunk version of what he did less than a day ago. If it wasn't for the fact that he remembers it reasonably clearly (as clearly as he can when he was that smashed), he'd posit that they'd found themselves in a samsara, a strange sort of loop in time of which some scholars have talked in the past. They've always argued, but lately it just seems to be getting worseโ
He's getting dangerously close to losing himself in his own thoughts, so he breaks the chain by taking a small step back, shaking his head. ]
Since when have I ever toyed with you?