[ closes his eyes. counts to ten. opens them again. ]

At least walk. [ there's a nudge there, shoulder-to-shoulder, as kaveh gives alhaitham an unfriendly bump. but the exasperation there is commonplace - you couldn't go a day without seeing it, if you lived with alhaitham. ] And point! And narrate! It's as if you're excising the last bit of fun out of this tour.

Ah, forget it. I'll look myself. [ hallway, living room. kaveh's voice floats out from behind him. ] You said yours is the left one?