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[Kaveh nya~s with the sort of fondness held delicately between the assertion of offense, and then goes immediately into detailing the fantastical concept of some sort of conveyor belt shower for plants. It's exactly the sort of thing that Alhaitham would disregard as absurd were it not from Kaveh, who has a way or wresting dreams into reality, who is a genius without compare in his darshan, who smiles sharply with mollified cheer.

The moment stands still in Alhaitham. He looks.]

You should be minding your own trouble instead. Who's going to be the one in handcuffs if you get distracted again and forget to put it back together?

[fussiest]

No. [ kaveh says, and then, for good measure: ] And no.

But I'm amending that: I hope the two of you don't get into trouble beyond documented compare where I can see, but I hope to see its aftermath, and I hope the two of you are handcuffed to each other. I think both of you would deserve it.

[ because, kaveh thinks, midnight had been laughing - and alhaitham had gone along with it. it warms him. both of them could use more friends, midnight could use more levity, and alhaitham - well, what doesn't alhaitham need?

but it's with a wry thing tucked away in the corners of his lips as kaveh raises a hand to flick two fingers at them. before long, kaveh disappears back around the bend, back to this conveyor belt. ]