[ He should be happy. Right? Alhaitham says thatโ
But he's still anxious all over, mind trying to convince him that he didn't hear what he thinks he heard even as the scribe says that he did. And perhaps that's why it troubles him so much that Alhaitham is looking away from him, why he reaches out, intent on snagging his chin and guiding him to look back in his direction.
But he stops at the last moment, and his fingers fall back to the bed. ]
Will you look at me?
[ His voice is soft, shakyโ somehow disbelieving in spite of all the evidence to the contrary. ]
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But he's still anxious all over, mind trying to convince him that he didn't hear what he thinks he heard even as the scribe says that he did. And perhaps that's why it troubles him so much that Alhaitham is looking away from him, why he reaches out, intent on snagging his chin and guiding him to look back in his direction.
But he stops at the last moment, and his fingers fall back to the bed. ]
Will you look at me?
[ His voice is soft, shakyโ somehow disbelieving in spite of all the evidence to the contrary. ]
Please?