[ it's sort of rare that heine can actually startle a laugh out of anyone, let alone on purpose—after all, his sense of humor is about as dry as the proverbial desert and his sense of comedic timing is terrible. the fact that kaveh seems to find the comment amusing makes heine like him about ten times more. ]

Lunatic of the Akademiya? [ in the course of their fistfight alhaitham hadn't had reason to mention the akademiya, but heine thinks he can guess by its name what sort of place it might be—an institute of learning, he assumes, for plant magic and everything else besides. it just has that capital-a Akademiya sound that makes it seem fancy. ] For what?

[ although their interaction had been brief, alhaitham hadn't seemed that much like a lunatic. (granted, heine's frame of reference is... well, himself, so maybe a little skewed in one direction.) ]

He wasn't bad. But it also wasn't exactly a fair fight, I heal fast. [ much faster than any human does, that's for sure. that was probably the part more interesting to alhaitham than the sparring itself, which seemed to be more an exercise in understanding whether he could hold his own without weaponry or powers. ] You friends, then? Roommates? There's a bunch of you, huh.

[ people from where kaveh's from, he means—heine's now on number three. ]