[ kaveh asks, because it is within a scholar's nature to inquire. kaveh is prince, but he is human, but he is an architect, but he is a scholar. a scholar who enjoys the secrets of the world, a scholar who wants to learn, learn, learn. he asks, until there are no questions left to ask. he asks, and does not think that there are wrong questions to be asked. all of them will provide him an answer, if answered at all. all of them will provide him knowledge, and information, and food for thought. all of them matter.
he will, then, continue to ask all the wrong questions, until there are no wrong questions left to be asked. he will continue to ask the whats, the hows, the whys. alhaitham will answer him with time, or not at all. but for a man held captive, taken from home, questions are all he has, and answers are solaces. after all —
after all, alhaitham mentions the regent, and kaveh, who has hardly seen him, let alone thought of him, thinks now. it is a new puzzle piece in the haziness of his honey-coated mind. he is not apt to solve the puzzle just now, but he will ponder it, later. he will think. he will question. he will wonder. it is, after all, all that kaveh has.
azar, later. alhaitham, who struggles in ways kaveh does not understand, who struggles in way he should not — alhaitham, now.
kaveh sits up on the bed. it is an uncomfortable motion, all around. ]
Then, [ words have weight. they get stuck on his throat. the thought itself is madness taken-form. but it is, always, all that kaveh has. ] do you want me to want you? If I did, would you?
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Date: 2023-06-11 12:44 am (UTC)he will, then, continue to ask all the wrong questions, until there are no wrong questions left to be asked. he will continue to ask the whats, the hows, the whys. alhaitham will answer him with time, or not at all. but for a man held captive, taken from home, questions are all he has, and answers are solaces. after all —
after all, alhaitham mentions the regent, and kaveh, who has hardly seen him, let alone thought of him, thinks now. it is a new puzzle piece in the haziness of his honey-coated mind. he is not apt to solve the puzzle just now, but he will ponder it, later. he will think. he will question. he will wonder. it is, after all, all that kaveh has.
azar, later. alhaitham, who struggles in ways kaveh does not understand, who struggles in way he should not — alhaitham, now.
kaveh sits up on the bed. it is an uncomfortable motion, all around. ]
Then, [ words have weight. they get stuck on his throat. the thought itself is madness taken-form. but it is, always, all that kaveh has. ] do you want me to want you? If I did, would you?