[AH... the inevitable moment of embarrassment has come.
Kaveh, of course, doesn't know that just yet--but he takes the box with care anyway, and he's gentle as he opens it, dexterous fingers easing the ribbon off the edges without disturbing the bow or the flowers. He carefully sets the box top aside, then turns his attention to the contents.
Kaveh is not a subtle man. He can rein himself in when he has to, especially when he's working, but for the most part, he is open, expressive. Alhaitham doesn't even need to be watching as closely as he is--the shifts in Kaveh's expression are immediate and plain as day. His eyes widen, lips parting in shock as he takes in what he's looking at.
Almost unconsciously, he trails his fingers delicately over each item, tracing the detail on the brush, admiring the material of the tie, and following the lettering of the book's title. It's equally clear from his expression that he recognizes every significant element presented here--the craftsmanship, the aesthetic, the author, all of it.]
...You...
[This isn't the first time Alhaitham has rendered him speechless--but it's rare, and rarer still that it happens because he is so deeply moved by something Alhaitham has said or done. But at the moment, Kaveh can't even bring himself to tear his eyes away from the gifts, to meet Alhaitham's gaze--he knows, without a doubt, that whatever he sees will immediately overwhelm him.]
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Kaveh, of course, doesn't know that just yet--but he takes the box with care anyway, and he's gentle as he opens it, dexterous fingers easing the ribbon off the edges without disturbing the bow or the flowers. He carefully sets the box top aside, then turns his attention to the contents.
Kaveh is not a subtle man. He can rein himself in when he has to, especially when he's working, but for the most part, he is open, expressive. Alhaitham doesn't even need to be watching as closely as he is--the shifts in Kaveh's expression are immediate and plain as day. His eyes widen, lips parting in shock as he takes in what he's looking at.
Almost unconsciously, he trails his fingers delicately over each item, tracing the detail on the brush, admiring the material of the tie, and following the lettering of the book's title. It's equally clear from his expression that he recognizes every significant element presented here--the craftsmanship, the aesthetic, the author, all of it.]
...You...
[This isn't the first time Alhaitham has rendered him speechless--but it's rare, and rarer still that it happens because he is so deeply moved by something Alhaitham has said or done. But at the moment, Kaveh can't even bring himself to tear his eyes away from the gifts, to meet Alhaitham's gaze--he knows, without a doubt, that whatever he sees will immediately overwhelm him.]