[ midnight arches into kaveh's nails. kaveh smiles, just so. he begins to carefully scritch midnight's scalp the way you would for a much loved dog, his fingers working his way across the crown of midnight's head, carding through the wild wind of his hair, and scraping its way across the nape of his neck. midnight enjoys it. if it's within kaveh's ability to give, of course he would. why would he not? it's midnight. midnight, who takes his gentleness and his ire both. kaveh does him an injustice. he really does.
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Don't quote that at me. You didn't go through years of being in the Akademiya; you didn't hear that fallacy being thrown around like the wind. Yes, correlation does not equal causation, but it's equally true that there must be a reason. Are you saying that this is a not a reverse causation? Or are you saying that I have it wrong?
Tell me, Midnight. Perhaps I've gone mad, but I suddenly want to hear it, what you have to say.
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Don't quote that at me. You didn't go through years of being in the Akademiya; you didn't hear that fallacy being thrown around like the wind. Yes, correlation does not equal causation, but it's equally true that there must be a reason. Are you saying that this is a not a reverse causation? Or are you saying that I have it wrong?
Tell me, Midnight. Perhaps I've gone mad, but I suddenly want to hear it, what you have to say.