[Kaveh is in the honeymoon phase of plastics, but wait until he learns about the ecologic damage.

Alhaitham makes a mental note to put one of the bars by the kitchen sink for Kaveh's little comparison. And some blank books and pens for notes that they can both use. They'll need it.

In the meantime, though, he leans against the counter with crossed arms and takes a moment to collect his thoughts.]

All right, here's my argument: you surpass me both in frequency and severity of getting into trouble and are using my part in stopping Azar's corrupt plan to skew your data. In measuring for an average you have to adjust your results to prevent such outliers from disrupting your results.

[And so the argument goes again, to the rhythm of Kaveh washing the dishes and Alhaitham, after letting them pile up enough, grabbing a towel to dry them off and put them away.

And when that's done it continues back into the sparse living room, conversation winding through the debate of what level of severity Alhaitham bullying a bunch of Eremites is until Alhaitham looks up at the singular analog clock on the wall and realizes--] Oh. It's almost midnight.

[That's a bit later than he'd usually sleep, but it has been an odd day.] We should turn in.