[Alhaitham watches Hat Guy recoil. He watches him turn to flee. The story won't let him, of course: there's nothing beyond the door out of this room, this little workshop, and any attempt to run into the unknown turns him right back just like the City itself does.
Alhaitham does not grab for Kaveh, because he knows Kaveh will want to pursue Hat Guy. To calm him, assure him, but even Alhaitham only feels bile at the thought of having to rip Kaveh's beating heart from his chest. Nobody could claim such a thing, not really. Nobody should be able to.
His fingers curl into fists against his lap. He is silent, and still, and he waits.]
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Alhaitham does not grab for Kaveh, because he knows Kaveh will want to pursue Hat Guy. To calm him, assure him, but even Alhaitham only feels bile at the thought of having to rip Kaveh's beating heart from his chest. Nobody could claim such a thing, not really. Nobody should be able to.
His fingers curl into fists against his lap. He is silent, and still, and he waits.]