[ the yelling, punctuated with coarse language, doesn't even make alhaitham flinch. he's used to kaveh's outbursts, yes, but he's also just too tired to get sucked into an impassioned argument again. so, the scribe simply keeps his eyes on kaveh's with that level gaze - though he does straighten up slightly, his hands leaving the wall and coming to rest at his sides instead.
it's impossible to tell what alhaitham's thinking, but what he's being told seems to make enough sense to him. kaveh, always the impulsive one, did this because 'he wanted to' - a whimsy, or an action of convenience. unlike the architect, alhaitham hadn't dallied much with anyone over his college and subsequent akademiya years, and even then? any relationships he'd had were purely transactional, functional in nature. sure, he'd had his own share of admirers, but they were always admirers from afar, no-one quite brave enough to approach the haravatat scholar and suggest a casual hookup.
so, as always, it's simple logic and a process of elimination. earlier in this - whatever this would be classified as - kaveh had indeed mentioned that maybe he'd just needed a physical outlet, someone to engage with to vent his frustration. the reasoning is sound, the correlated actions and reactions add up, and so when kaveh asks, 'isn't that enough?', alhaitham looks somewhat thoughtful. he shrugs gently. ]
Not a particularly eloquent reason, but I suppose it is one.
[ a distant, hollow feeling is starting to gnaw at his mind, but the scribe is objectively going to chalk that down to having two hours of sleep and experiencing an uncomfortable amount of emotional energy.
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it's impossible to tell what alhaitham's thinking, but what he's being told seems to make enough sense to him. kaveh, always the impulsive one, did this because 'he wanted to' - a whimsy, or an action of convenience. unlike the architect, alhaitham hadn't dallied much with anyone over his college and subsequent akademiya years, and even then? any relationships he'd had were purely transactional, functional in nature. sure, he'd had his own share of admirers, but they were always admirers from afar, no-one quite brave enough to approach the haravatat scholar and suggest a casual hookup.
so, as always, it's simple logic and a process of elimination. earlier in this - whatever this would be classified as - kaveh had indeed mentioned that maybe he'd just needed a physical outlet, someone to engage with to vent his frustration. the reasoning is sound, the correlated actions and reactions add up, and so when kaveh asks, 'isn't that enough?', alhaitham looks somewhat thoughtful. he shrugs gently. ]
Not a particularly eloquent reason, but I suppose it is one.
[ a distant, hollow feeling is starting to gnaw at his mind, but the scribe is objectively going to chalk that down to having two hours of sleep and experiencing an uncomfortable amount of emotional energy.
calmly he asks, voice low; ]
Is it enough for you?