Although Kaveh couldn't hear what was said to him, he recognised the warmth of another, even in his sleep. Alhaitham had a distinct scent that had always attracted Kaveh's attention.
Much more now, in this proximity. He shifted again to make himself comfortable in the Scribe's embrace. +
โ ๐๐อ๐ฏอ๐๐ก . ๐ชถ
A tender smile paints over Alhaitham's face as he sees his roommate getting comfortable.
Suddenly all the bickering means nothing if they still seek each other in the darkness of the night.
"You have no idea how important you are right now for the world." He whispered, cupping his cheek. ยป
๐จ๐ณ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐ๐ป๐ฏ๐จ๐ด.
He shifts just slightly but doesn't wake up. Pulling Alhaitham's cape closer to himself as he continues to sleep.
He's been awake for quite a while. Working tirelessly. Surely, he deserves a break.
โ ๐๐อ๐ฏอ๐๐ก . ๐ชถ
He's done such a great job. Alhaitham drapes his cape over Kaveh, allowing him to rest in a warmer cover than his own.
It's not like there's many accomodations in the desert, inside a tomb that's been sealed for centuries.
