[ He waits as the two of them compose themselves. As Alhaitham turns his face away. As Kaveh kneels before him, like a worshipper awaiting judgement from his god. But he is not a god, and he does not want to pass judgement.
He kneels in front of Kaveh, observing him for a moment. He is a beautiful man, and like this, he is almost too pure for the puppet to bear touching. But he does anyway, raising his free hand to ghost over Kaveh's cheek, almost too lightly for the other to feel.
He has never wanted for physical touch before, but there is something that calls for a connection to the man before him, and what can be closer than touch? At first, his hand settles against Kaveh's shoulder, trembling only slightly. But then he pulls Kaveh forward into an embrace, wrapping both of his arms around the man. ]
Thank you. [ he whispers into Kaveh's ear ] It'll only hurt a little bit.
[ And he plunges the dagger he holds into the back of Kaveh's neck. ]
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He kneels in front of Kaveh, observing him for a moment. He is a beautiful man, and like this, he is almost too pure for the puppet to bear touching. But he does anyway, raising his free hand to ghost over Kaveh's cheek, almost too lightly for the other to feel.
He has never wanted for physical touch before, but there is something that calls for a connection to the man before him, and what can be closer than touch? At first, his hand settles against Kaveh's shoulder, trembling only slightly. But then he pulls Kaveh forward into an embrace, wrapping both of his arms around the man. ]
Thank you. [ he whispers into Kaveh's ear ] It'll only hurt a little bit.
[ And he plunges the dagger he holds into the back of Kaveh's neck. ]