[ The comment about the paintings is met with another roll of his eyes, but he's otherwise silent, watching as Alhaitham takes a piece of toast, bites into it, slowly makes his way through it in between an admission that cuts Kaveh to the core. And if he knew that the other was wondering how he looks so good he might laugh, because Kaveh feels like he's the one that looks like shit, that Alhaitham, despite his hangover, looks peaceful and relaxed in the morning sunlight—
But he does want to talk, and so he nods, putting the plate aside, reaching with newly-freed fingers to catch Alhaitham's hand in an echo of the night before, buttery remnants of toast on his fingers aside. Like always, there are hundreds of moving pieces that have come together in the very same pattern as they have before, forcing them apart before drawing them back together. And where Alhaitham recognizes the cyclical nature of it, accepts it as perhaps part of their story, Kaveh yearns to solve it, to find the parts that are wrong and fix them so they never have to go through this pain again.
The problem, perhaps, is that he has no idea where they're meant to start— apart, of course, from the very beginning. Which is...
Well. Perhaps the very beginning is a little too far out of his reach for now. But they can start from the beginning of this fight, at the very least. ]
Mm... You said last night that it was a test. Right? Paying off my debt with Dori. Will you tell me more about it?
[ Alhaitham was testing, he said, Kaveh's obligation to stay versus his want— but why? ]
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But he does want to talk, and so he nods, putting the plate aside, reaching with newly-freed fingers to catch Alhaitham's hand in an echo of the night before, buttery remnants of toast on his fingers aside. Like always, there are hundreds of moving pieces that have come together in the very same pattern as they have before, forcing them apart before drawing them back together. And where Alhaitham recognizes the cyclical nature of it, accepts it as perhaps part of their story, Kaveh yearns to solve it, to find the parts that are wrong and fix them so they never have to go through this pain again.
The problem, perhaps, is that he has no idea where they're meant to start— apart, of course, from the very beginning. Which is...
Well. Perhaps the very beginning is a little too far out of his reach for now. But they can start from the beginning of this fight, at the very least. ]
Mm... You said last night that it was a test. Right? Paying off my debt with Dori. Will you tell me more about it?
[ Alhaitham was testing, he said, Kaveh's obligation to stay versus his want— but why? ]