[ Unfortunately, Alhaitham couldn't bring home here for him. ]
[ But he'd brought near enough for someone to ask if he was moving into this particular flower yard. A small stool to sit in, a stack of books for obvious reasons. A travel bag, which he picks up the moment the flower in front of him begins to shift and move, abandoning the books and stool where they sit. He'd spent enough time alone in this flower yard with them, waiting for this. He could pack them up later. ]
[ He doesn't make it to Kaveh's side before the flower drops him, faster than he'd expected, but the blanket he'd packed into the bag is immediately being withdrawn to wrap around the other man, covering his head and letting him block out what might be overwhelming sights for him. As he crouches down in front of him there's a moment where he considers what might startle Kaveh versus helping him, but in the end he reaches out. Places his hand over the other man's shoulder to draw his attention away from those emotions he's drowning in. ]
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[ But he'd brought near enough for someone to ask if he was moving into this particular flower yard. A small stool to sit in, a stack of books for obvious reasons. A travel bag, which he picks up the moment the flower in front of him begins to shift and move, abandoning the books and stool where they sit. He'd spent enough time alone in this flower yard with them, waiting for this. He could pack them up later. ]
[ He doesn't make it to Kaveh's side before the flower drops him, faster than he'd expected, but the blanket he'd packed into the bag is immediately being withdrawn to wrap around the other man, covering his head and letting him block out what might be overwhelming sights for him. As he crouches down in front of him there's a moment where he considers what might startle Kaveh versus helping him, but in the end he reaches out. Places his hand over the other man's shoulder to draw his attention away from those emotions he's drowning in. ]
Kaveh?