[He frowns. Something about thankfulness, gratitude. Ah, so he had thanked him and he had missed it.
Some things apparently were never meant to align. He wonders if they ever will be with them after their first, only, and life-changing rift between them.
Alhaitham shakes his head. He's drunk. They both are. The sobering thought flits through him like a crystafly spooked by something near a statue.
But he does notice the slight sway on his own lap, and he leaves what he hopes is a steadying hand on the architect's shoulder. Wraps his fingers carefully around the bottle without removing it from Kaveh's grasp. Leans back, and brings his roommate with him, making them lean on each other for support, and Alhaitham's back on the steady surface of the back of the chair.
Maybe like this, the world will stop spinning around them.] Hm. Alright.
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Some things apparently were never meant to align. He wonders if they ever will be with them after their first, only, and life-changing rift between them.
Alhaitham shakes his head. He's drunk. They both are. The sobering thought flits through him like a crystafly spooked by something near a statue.
But he does notice the slight sway on his own lap, and he leaves what he hopes is a steadying hand on the architect's shoulder. Wraps his fingers carefully around the bottle without removing it from Kaveh's grasp. Leans back, and brings his roommate with him, making them lean on each other for support, and Alhaitham's back on the steady surface of the back of the chair.
Maybe like this, the world will stop spinning around them.] Hm. Alright.