"Kaveh made it. Says it's his mother's recipe. Nothing much I can do to stop him once he's started."
Alhaitham's eyes stop for a few seconds on the boy's, then blinks and gazes away, back to the document he's redacting.
"Of course I didn't think you died. Welcome back."
"… You thought I died?"
Says the boy who disappeared for… a while. But in his defense—a round trip to the nation’s edge is difficult!
Staring down the other, a small crease in his brow.
“I thought you didn’t like stew…”
𝑨𝑳𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑴.
𝙕𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙠
"Oh, you are alive."
Passes a page of his book.
"There's stew in the pot, if you are hungry."
