[ - which is meant to be a reassuring statement, even though in this miscommunicated context it doesn't quite hit the mark. it's baffling, really, why kaveh looks so downcast when alhaitham thought he was being rather agreeable considering - had he said something off-base again? likely, although usually the other would be more than happy to make him eat his words if that was the case.
even though they were such perfect foils for one another academically, the past day had only reinforced alhaitham's theory that on personal levels, they'd never see eye to eye. whatever half step they took forward was a full step back, whether it was kaveh's stubbornness or the scribe's bluntness that triggered the next cascade - and suddenly, the finality of his fatigue collapsed on him like a tonne of bricks.
he fixes the blonde with a momentary, scrutinising look - even though kaveh had decided to avert his gaze - and lets out a quiet huff, crossing his arms over his chest. ]
You should get some rest.
[ is the final, helpful observation he offers, though even when alhaitham is being genuine it's in the same tone as the rest of his speech and kaveh will probably still take it the wrong way.
he's too exhausted to continue this train of thought with the hope of any productive outcome. if he were to be an outlet for kaveh on an impulsive basis, so be it. it was a benefit to him as well, because it was inarguably pleasant, pleasurable to have the other the way he had just before. and if that was all it would be? that's all it would be.
the silence hangs for a further second before alhaitham looks away and withdraws, the sound of bare feet against the wooden floor echoing down the hall towards his rooms, in which he then quietly disappears. ]
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[ - which is meant to be a reassuring statement, even though in this miscommunicated context it doesn't quite hit the mark. it's baffling, really, why kaveh looks so downcast when alhaitham thought he was being rather agreeable considering - had he said something off-base again? likely, although usually the other would be more than happy to make him eat his words if that was the case.
even though they were such perfect foils for one another academically, the past day had only reinforced alhaitham's theory that on personal levels, they'd never see eye to eye. whatever half step they took forward was a full step back, whether it was kaveh's stubbornness or the scribe's bluntness that triggered the next cascade - and suddenly, the finality of his fatigue collapsed on him like a tonne of bricks.
he fixes the blonde with a momentary, scrutinising look - even though kaveh had decided to avert his gaze - and lets out a quiet huff, crossing his arms over his chest. ]
You should get some rest.
[ is the final, helpful observation he offers, though even when alhaitham is being genuine it's in the same tone as the rest of his speech and kaveh will probably still take it the wrong way.
he's too exhausted to continue this train of thought with the hope of any productive outcome. if he were to be an outlet for kaveh on an impulsive basis, so be it. it was a benefit to him as well, because it was inarguably pleasant, pleasurable to have the other the way he had just before. and if that was all it would be? that's all it would be.
the silence hangs for a further second before alhaitham looks away and withdraws, the sound of bare feet against the wooden floor echoing down the hall towards his rooms, in which he then quietly disappears. ]