[ kaveh's assessment had been wrong. he would have readily believed that alhaitham would find joy in watching him struggle, unsuccessful in his search, until he put pride down to inquire for what he wants. instead, it is the tone of his voice that catches him off guard, and the words are not processed in his mind as they come. it takes a while — in the bathroom, to the right of the waterfall —, but once kaveh understands their purpose, he clicks his tongue. ]
I didn't need your help.
[ surely, his search would take him to the bathroom, eventually. he would be a fool who looks for something so easy to find in the wrong place, for the longest time, but it is that selfsame stubbornness that allows his flame to burn ever bright.
the vase will suffice. the flower is pruned already, he finds, and will bloom with time. kaveh adds some water to it, then the flower, and brings it back to his divan. it will sit next to his sketchpad, by the window, so it makes use of the sunlight at high noon. it will bloom. he would make sure.
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I didn't need your help.
[ surely, his search would take him to the bathroom, eventually. he would be a fool who looks for something so easy to find in the wrong place, for the longest time, but it is that selfsame stubbornness that allows his flame to burn ever bright.
the vase will suffice. the flower is pruned already, he finds, and will bloom with time. kaveh adds some water to it, then the flower, and brings it back to his divan. it will sit next to his sketchpad, by the window, so it makes use of the sunlight at high noon. it will bloom. he would make sure.
it is only then that kaveh turns to alhaitham. ]
I would like to send Elham a note.