No, we can stop talking about it. This was always a diversion that I was entertaining since you wanted to talk about it so much, Kaveh.
[ If there was a moment for a record scratch to go off, this would be it. Alhaitham is about to make like a character in a certain genre of visual novels and, knowing that he's successfully debuffed Kaveh's fortitude by arguing him down on one topic, is about to reveal what his real agenda was all along.
He half-crosses his arms across his chest, leaning back in his seat and tilting his head forward — even his body language is getting aggressive here, so he's clearly planning to go all in. ]
After all, you've been deflecting quite impressively for quite some time now. But I still haven't heard a proper answer to the question that I've been getting at since the very beginning of this conversation. Why did you indirectly give me condoms, Kaveh? And before you say that you've already answered... let's not fall back on technicality or rhetoric here. The fact of the matter is that I still don't understand why, and you have done your best to maintain a certain level of ambiguity around your actions. That clearly implies that there's something you don't want to say.
[ Alhaitham's holding Kaveh's gaze in a way that suggests that if Kaveh tries to look away, Alhaitham is going to implicitly take it as an admission of guilt. ]
Given that you've been hanging on for so long, though, I don't expect that you'll give in just because I've returned to the point. So let me offer an initial hypothesis, and you can refute it if you'd like. You want to know who, if anybody, I'm interested in fucking.
[ He hopes Kaveh is so pleased that they've landed on this verbiage together. Alhaitham sure is going to weaponize each and every one of the "fuck"s that leave his mouth from here on out. ]
no subject
[ If there was a moment for a record scratch to go off, this would be it. Alhaitham is about to make like a character in a certain genre of visual novels and, knowing that he's successfully debuffed Kaveh's fortitude by arguing him down on one topic, is about to reveal what his real agenda was all along.
He half-crosses his arms across his chest, leaning back in his seat and tilting his head forward — even his body language is getting aggressive here, so he's clearly planning to go all in. ]
After all, you've been deflecting quite impressively for quite some time now. But I still haven't heard a proper answer to the question that I've been getting at since the very beginning of this conversation. Why did you indirectly give me condoms, Kaveh? And before you say that you've already answered... let's not fall back on technicality or rhetoric here. The fact of the matter is that I still don't understand why, and you have done your best to maintain a certain level of ambiguity around your actions. That clearly implies that there's something you don't want to say.
[ Alhaitham's holding Kaveh's gaze in a way that suggests that if Kaveh tries to look away, Alhaitham is going to implicitly take it as an admission of guilt. ]
Given that you've been hanging on for so long, though, I don't expect that you'll give in just because I've returned to the point. So let me offer an initial hypothesis, and you can refute it if you'd like. You want to know who, if anybody, I'm interested in fucking.
[ He hopes Kaveh is so pleased that they've landed on this verbiage together. Alhaitham sure is going to weaponize each and every one of the "fuck"s that leave his mouth from here on out. ]