[ heine says it affectionately, with the look of a man willing to suffer through an even larger personality, several furnaces worth of smokes, and a whole litany of terrible jokes. kaveh's heart warms for it - of course it this. this is love.

this is love in motion, a pull-and-push of a tugboat between two young men just finding themselves in bodies still too large and too small for the world. heine had been traumatised. and badou had been there. that meant something. it always did. ]

Perhaps it took you years, but they were still years where you were a friend to him, even if you didn't know it at the time. That must've meant the world to him. [ says kaveh, ] Because we've always been more than what we think of ourselves.

Still, I'm glad you let him in. Your life's been better for it, hasn't it?