[There isn't so much as a single glimmer of surprise on Alhaitham's face as Kaveh speaks. What he knows of the man makes it all to obvious that praise would be something he would enjoy, though it would seem he has less issue with accepting it when it happens in the bedroom.

... Figures.]

You know well enough that I'm not someone who gives false praise.

[Or much praise at all, usually. He doesn't think he could do it under these circumstances without it feeling far too awkward, but as luck would have it when it comes to Kaveh, he doesn't really find a need to pretend.

He pauses a moment, letting his attention travel over Kaveh's body.]

So when I tell you that I like how you look, you know I mean it.