[ kaveh looks. vergilius sighs. it's a sigh that suggests the weight of the world has already draped itself on his shoulders and refuses to slide. it's a sigh that suggest vergilius will carry that weight whether it pleases him or not to do so, because it is there, and it must be carried, and it is his. it's a sigh, kaveh thinks, that reminds him very much of daan's. they are similar in ways that perhaps even kaveh has difficulty verbalising. and birds, didn't they flock, if they were of a feather?

here, the burden is that of love. kaveh wishes it weren't so, because that is something that he isn't equipped to navigate. not as of himself. the question has him pause as he looks at vergilius, really looks at him. ]

... before I answer that - I suppose I must ask you. Why would my opinion on you and Daan matter to you? Or rather, why should it?