[He feels cold, when Kaveh stands up, somehow, and even the extra swig he takes doesn't do much to warm him back up.
So he tugs the wavering architect back onto his lap. Missing entirely the disappointment in his face only because he's so intrigued by his own. Alhaitham nods, though, pleased. And presses the bottle onto one of his hands.]
Thank you. [He says, and it's strangely and honestly pleasant. Like he's satisfied that he found a solution to his problem.] Here you go.
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So he tugs the wavering architect back onto his lap. Missing entirely the disappointment in his face only because he's so intrigued by his own. Alhaitham nods, though, pleased. And presses the bottle onto one of his hands.]
Thank you. [He says, and it's strangely and honestly pleasant. Like he's satisfied that he found a solution to his problem.] Here you go.