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[linguaphilia]

This is Alhaitham.
Leave a message. Or don't. I don't really care either way.

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[dianxie]

[ The arm around him makes a soft spot inside melt and he leans a little more against him, reassured Alhaitham is comfortable too. ]

The only thing stronger than this would be ... me, or any other martial god.

[linguaphilia]

Mm, are you certain of that?

[Not that he doubts the power of said gods even if his views on gods tend to err on the practical side.]

Reading about these machines on a page may be different from their practical application.

[dianxie]

I'm stronger.

[ There's understated confidence in his words, looking sheepish a moment later as he plays with his hair, twirling it behind an ear while looking at the machines on the page. ]

I know it seems unlikely.

[linguaphilia]

Hm.

[He looks Xie Lian's way, observing him quietly for a few moments, as if trying to judge if the man is overstating his power or simply, genuinely so certain of it. In the end, he cannot say that he knows enough of what the god may be capable of to say either way, so he simply gives a small shrug.]

I couldn't judge one way or the other. [It would be an empty debate with no way to actually reach a conclusion, in any case.]

But I don't think you invited me to meet you so we could discuss your military prowess, hypothetical or otherwise.

[dianxie]

[ At that, his blush deepens and he glances at Alhaitham who suddenly seems very close, even just sat beside him. ]

Well, no. [ He may as well admit, again tucking his hair behind an ear self-consciously, ] I missed you.

[linguaphilia]

[It's not something he hears often - that he was missed. That is entirely by design of course. He isn't often in anyone's orbit for long enough to be missed and if he is then his attitude often ensures they are glad to see the back of him.

Xie Lian, though... He is one of the rare few who have managed to both tolerate Alhaitham's personality and earn a place as someone whom he is content to occasionally spend time with.

He moves his hand as Xie Lian tucks his hair back, completing the action for him with a light touch and tracing a fingertip around the shell of his ear.]

You wanted to kiss me, didn't you?

[dianxie]

Hah! Only if you want me to.

[ The bubbling, nervous laughter comes as his ear is tickled and he leans into the touch, fondly looking Alhaitham over. ]

Would you like a kiss?

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[indigently]

Alhaitham
Are you free?

[linguaphilia]

I suppose so.
What do you want?

[indigently]

[ Ohhhhhhhhh this was a bad idea ]

It's really nothing, if you're busy it can wait!

[linguaphilia]

I'm not busy.

But okay.

1/2

[indigently]

but

2/2

[indigently]

I don't get it
Are you free or not?

[linguaphilia]

I'm free.
But I'm not going to beg you to spit out whatever it is you want to say.

Make up your mind if you want to tell me and then come by.

[indigently]

[ Archons help him— ]

Why are you just assuming I have something I want to say??

Maybe I just want to see you, have you thought about that?

[linguaphilia]

Is that all it is?

1/2

[indigently]

..no

2/2

[indigently]

...There's something I wanna talk to you about.

[linguaphilia]

Then you should have just said so.

[indigently]

I'm saying so now!!
Isn't that enough?

[linguaphilia]

Are you coming or not?

[indigently]

I'm on my way
Do you want anything to eat or drink?

[linguaphilia]

No thank you.

[indigently]

Okay.
I'll be there soon.

[ When he arrives, it's with food and drink in hand anyway— Alhaitham may not want anything, but his brain is all over the place, and he thinks the sugar rush and the food might help keep him grounded when he's trying to speak about things of which he's terrified to speak. He balances the bag carefully over one wrist and knocks on the other's suite door— ]

It's me.

[ —and then waits for him to answer, pacing, more than once thinking even in the short time he has about just fleeing so that he doesn't have to face the inevitable end of their rekindled friendship with such abruptness.

It's bad enough in fact that if Alhaitham does open the door for him, it's liable to be at any moment where Kaveh is faced away from the door, poised as if about to run. ]

[linguaphilia]

[Unfortunately for Kaveh it is in fact as he's pacing away from the door that Alhaitham opens it. He regards the man silently for a moment then huffs out a quiet sigh.]

Come on, then.

[Kaveh will either bolt, or he won't... Alhaitham would be lying if he said he wasn't a little curious over which one the man would choose.

He's already looking far more squirrelly than he usually does.]

What's the matter with you?