Don't forget you are the one who brought me here out of your own volition. I don't want to hear your complaints about it.

[ it's a conflicting statement in his mind, to be grateful for the food or not. he's always loathe to give the slaves more work, loathe to sit down and force himself to eat, lest people suffer because of him. at times, he thinks, this is a punishment tailored for him. would it be too unreasonable to think so?

kaveh finally catches himself, uncomfortable between the four walls he thought he was getting to know, and moves towards his divan that is still not his. he will lie there later, and wonder, what is he to focus his mind on, now? ]

... What are you doing tomorrow? Sleeping all day again?