|| Going to try to make replies here-- I've been really struggling everywhere
[ He's... not sure. Tighnari says maybe a week. Or so. Because he needs to observe him. This is frustrating. ]
[ Drink lots of water!… How long will he be staying? ]
[ It's just the sand and dust. And maybe the residual heat from his trip. . . . . Tighnari's telling him to stay in one of the huts. ]
[ Seems like his body is telling otherwise. ]
[ He's fine. Tighnari needs to stop insisting— /Sneezes/. ]
[ Poor Scribe. ]
"Oh? I thought you had a busy social calendar?" He would note as he stood up to head towards Lambad and pay for their meals and drinks. "Whatever. Just don't talk too much on the road. I hate ceaseless prattle underneath the desert sun."
[ Tighnari is already scolding him for taking a flower out of Archons-Knows-Where in an ancient temple underground. .... he's being put in quarantine while the Forest Ranger looks into it. ]
[ More sneeze. Her colleagues look at her with concern. ] I'm okay! I think my hair just tickled my nose.
[ .... Hm. He'll have Tighnari look at it first. ]
[ Sneezes. ]
He's brewing coffee. Paperwork is piled high on his desk but he's not getting to them until he finishes drinking.
"...." He would sigh and shake his head. Alhaitham wasn't looking to dance, though it seems Kaveh, in his current state, does not even recognize the state he's in. "How much did you drink this time?"
"For starters, that's the closest place I could have somewhere to stay before heading out to some of the expedition sites the Akademiya has in the desert." He points out. It was simply logical.
"The desert. I have to check on something in Aaru Village and gather some archaeology reports." He kept his answer simple, not really elaborating on his plans. "Lucky for you, you'll have the place to yourself for a couple of days."
... and just like that, he's pumping the volume on his headphones UP.
"I don't think there's a direct correlation. If you continue to pick fights, I will continue to be a pain in your neck, regardless of whether it is my intention or not." He would sigh and shake his head. "All I'm saying is, I plan to take what I think might be a lengthy trip in the future, so-
There's a curious thought in his mind as he visits Pardis Dhyai.
"For someone who is not fixated, you sure have a wild imagination of what I get into on my personal time." He paused for a moment and thought carefully. It's not as if... "And what if I do find a lover for intimacy? Does that mean you'll be fine if I brought them home?"
Nothing better than a book to wind down after the end of an excruciatingly long day.
"You seem so fixated on whether or not I'm seeing someone." Alhaitham countered, as he took another sip of his drink. "Do you think that I would be so shallow to think, like most people do, that solitude or the lack of intimate companions somehow lessen my social capital? If that's the case, then-
Not much has changed, indeed, and yet so much has. Nilou's earnest smile, her demeanor, and her passion for the craft-- all these things have not changed. She simply knew where her strengths were, and focused on that. Being a performer was what she loved most, and even if she hadn't just said-
Not much had changed since, she thought. Although she could see he has an invisible wall around him compared to the obvious preference to be by himself when she first met him. “No doubt I have my work cut for me when I start rehearsing again tomorrow.” Not that she was complaining. Nilou smiled —
As Kaveh's meal arrived, he asked for a glass of water. He'd already had dinner, and was simply waiting for Kaveh to finish. "Mhm. I would, but not right now. I want to save my days off for something."
"Things have been quiet." He would remark— there wasn't anything new or unusual that happened, save for the fact that the Zubayr Theatre seemed a little... quieter in her absence. "I do think you were missed at the Zubayr Theatre. Of course, that goes without saying." He would add. Alhaitham was
“Oh…” She exhaled, sighing away her concern. “That’s a relief…” Her brilliant turqoise gaze laid upon the table between them. He must have been enjoying his alone time like the usual. He has always been alone, even when she first saw him. “How have you been, by the way? Anything new while I —
"Highly unlikely. I go to work at the exact time it starts, do what is tasked of me and never take it home or work any overtime. Part of that is having adequate and appropriate rest times."
"Not when there's work in the morning. Besides, I value the time I spend resting."
|| I really should probably organize this account more and add more info. 😭
"Yes, but it's almost nine. I'd like to be back home at a reasonable hour and get a complete sleep."
He sighed, handing him the menu that was on his side of the table. "Fine. Just pick something to eat. I don't want to be out too late just waiting for you to finish eating."
"No, no. One bottle is fine, every now and then. I think he appreciates the gesture, so that's all well and good."
“Yeah.” She nodded. “…Oh! Should I have—I shouldn’t have given him alcohol?”
"The fact remains that I haven't been the one escalating the issue." He would reply, as quiet and as calm as ever. "Why don't you just sit down and grab dinner instead? It's a more productive use of your time than puffing up angrily in public."
"......." That would explain why Kaveh seemed to have skulked off somewhere. He sighs. "Well, it was just /one/ bottle, right?"
“Oh. Well, I got Kaveh Dandelion Wine that Mr. Diluc gave as a parting gift. So if you see him drinking, that’s from me.” Maybe she should not be encouraging Kaveh to drink even more, but she heard it was a special wine with exquisite taste.