[ 'i'm okay', heine says, and kaveh thinks - isn't there a study on this, once? a vahumana paper of some repute, indicating that the most said and easiest said of lies is the one of 'i'm okay'. it's heine, however, and the words are soft. they come. kaveh listens. the ferris wheel churns in the sky outside the little window-box as the shape of it takes. an argument, badou and heine. funny that kaveh was the one to say so. it follows, kaveh thinks, that kaveh can put his foot in his mouth no matter how benign the circumstances. this is a thought to continue to revisit later when the guilt can have time to seep once more.
instead, what kaveh is thinking - badou and heine arguing. the best of intentions, the worst of executions, and most importantly, what kaveh knows of the two. heine's standoffish independence and his deep capacity to care. badou's cautious and scalpel-sharp nature, and his equal capacity to care. suddenly, kaveh wonders if nill is alright. she would be; they wouldn't bring her into this, surely, but nill is sensitive and kind. ]
Heine. [ kaveh says, ] I'm sorry. The two of you are close. An argument of that nature could not have been easy.
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instead, what kaveh is thinking - badou and heine arguing. the best of intentions, the worst of executions, and most importantly, what kaveh knows of the two. heine's standoffish independence and his deep capacity to care. badou's cautious and scalpel-sharp nature, and his equal capacity to care. suddenly, kaveh wonders if nill is alright. she would be; they wouldn't bring her into this, surely, but nill is sensitive and kind. ]
Heine. [ kaveh says, ] I'm sorry. The two of you are close. An argument of that nature could not have been easy.