𝑨𝑳𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑴.

you do in this hypothetical conundrum?"

Actually he's just making up stuff to keep Cyno from talking about Genius Invokation. Nothing more, nothing less.

"You still haven't answered me. How would you know I'm cheating when the real goal of cheating is to win with tricks inadvertently? You'll never know if I'm just good at the game, or I cheated"

He folds his arms, pursing his lips.

"And if I win, you can't accuse me without proof. What would »

"I don't borrow them. I simply take them because they're relevant to my current study"

He's just invented that. The real meaning behind it is that there were too many careless students trying to grab it. Who knows how they'd end up after they've gone through it.

"Interested in any of them, Kaveh?"

Sigh... a pitiful sight. Good thing he's got a plate of food and coffee for whenever he regains consciousness.

Next time he'll leave him outside.

Not in that state.

Side eye.

"...Are you going to say something?"

you only sacrifice the things i never ask you to

Him, sorting through the new books he's brought back from the House of the Daena:

It's not a dream—

😔 ( she totally does condone cheating in card games. )

He gets me.

Yay he broke two hearts in a day. ✌️

He is not even looking at him. Well, technically he is, but at a certain point in the bridge of his nose.

"I do get that your job is laudable, but we're talking about a card game here. It's not that deep, General."

Crosses his arms, a look of doubt.

"How would you know if I'm cheating, if the main goal of cheating is to not be noticed? Think."

"I'd probably cheat."

"Because you all can't stop making me talk"

Kaveh, you fool.

contrary, you needing my opinion even for an outfit makes it clear you can't live without having someone giving you guidance."

Oh yeah, he'll regret this later.

"Does that make you as helpless as you supposedly believe I am?"

of regret there, showing up in his face.

"Don't talk to me as if I'm some helpless creature. I know how to live on my own." Which is much true. He can actually do all these things Kaveh does. Actually, what was the point of this conversation? He's lost it and it's making him upset. "On the »

a frown knitting in his brow. His hands brush against his own arms, holding himself in some sort of self-soothing embrace.

𝐶𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. As much as he wants to pull his thoughts up front, the haze from the substances altering his brain don't let him. There's a tinge »

But he doesn't beg. Never did.

"Kaveh—" Explaining. That's something he should do, yet he doesn't know how to approach this without sounding like a toddler. It's disgustingly appalling for him, uncomfortable.

He doesn't know what to do with himself at this moment. So he lowers his gaze, »

He shouldn't get this worked up over a subject he knows it's inevitable in its course. Even when he's been helping him reach the very goal he also wants to thwart.

Alhaitham is not selfish. But sometimes he kind of wants to be. Just like right now, wanting to tell Kaveh to not leave. »

and cups. "Whoever is getting scammed by these fools, kinda deserves it." He left the stuff he's carrying on the table, and poured coffee for Cyno.

"What else do you have?"

"I know the akasha is shut down. That's why the canned knowledge makes no sense. There's no system to upload it, so it's value must be close to zero."

He talks, but he's nowhere to be seen.

"I'm not worried." He appeared from the side, carrying a coffee pot »

"Just leave it on the table."

Sadly, for Alhaitham, who had a thread of thought rather different that the rest, he would assume his behavior makes sense to the rest of the world when it's not.
What seems to be rude, it's simply misunderstanding. »