[ kaveh should stop. a part of him knows that he should just! freaking!! stop!!!, but as soon as alhaitham sets him down he's stepping after him and reach out. ] Alhaitham wa- [ but his hand drops, his shoulders sag, and he ultimately ends up just sighing. ] Alright... [ he shuts the door once alhaitham steps out and runs the shower. he reluctantly cools his head, eventually returning in a bathrobe with his wet hair thrown up in a messy ponytail. ]

How are you feeling?