[ the elevator is definitely better than three flights of stairs, and before long they're standing in front of an apartment door as alhaitham fumbles for his keys. heine should offer to help, probably, but he doesn't—he tells himself it's to spare alhaitham's dignity, insofar as he has any, but really it's just because he won't let alhaitham suffer in any way but this: having to ask heine to open the door if he can't get it himself. ]
Yeah. [ his voice is dull, resigned. ] I've gotten good at it by now.
[ getting people through the second floor, he means. ]
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Yeah. [ his voice is dull, resigned. ] I've gotten good at it by now.
[ getting people through the second floor, he means. ]
May as well make myself useful.