[Alhaitham stands back. He doesn't avert his eyes, but he also doesn't draw attention to himself as kaveh swoops in. Kaveh whose heart bleeds more readily, who cares more naturally, and understands better than Alhaitham that desire to be part of people, as a whole.
That's fine. Alhaitham won't mold himself to something he isn't. He's a silent witness to Hat Guy's grief, and nothing more.
And at the end, Hat Guy rises shakily. He pulls himself together with resolve. He says I'm ready.
Alhaitham doesn't need to clarify what. The story won't actually let them divert its path. It won't allow the puppet to find peace in itself.
His fingers dig into his skin. That's the decision, then.] Alright. [Alright.] So am I.
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That's fine. Alhaitham won't mold himself to something he isn't. He's a silent witness to Hat Guy's grief, and nothing more.
And at the end, Hat Guy rises shakily. He pulls himself together with resolve. He says I'm ready.
Alhaitham doesn't need to clarify what. The story won't actually let them divert its path. It won't allow the puppet to find peace in itself.
His fingers dig into his skin. That's the decision, then.] Alright. [Alright.] So am I.