Alright. I'll be out in a little bit. Maybe then I can just... sit with you. While you read or something. I don't really know what I want to do otherwise. [ he doesn't think he'll be able to focus enough to draw. the same goes for reading. he just really wants to be near alhaitham. perhaps listening to the steady beating of his heart will be enough to lull him to sleep. ]

[ kaveh hesitates in the doorway of their bedroom. he knows this is probably a bad idea, but he'll put it out there and let alhaitham make the call. ] Do you think you could... spike my tea... [ he doesn't look bad at him. he feels a touch ashamed for having asked, but then he just disappears into the bedroom, shutting the door and heading into the bathroom to draw himself a bath. ]

[ he draws himself a lukewarm bath, because he's not sure he could deal with the water if it was any kind of hot right now. it's not the most pleasant thing in the world, but it's fine. he just wants to scrub himself of all the flower gunk. maybe if he washes himself hard enough he'll erase the memories associated with the mansion... but no such luck. ]

[ eventually he returns in a pair of baggy pants and one of alhaitham's shirts, his hair thrown up in a messy wet ponytail. kaveh wanders over to wherever alhaitham is, so he can wrap his arms around him from the side and just cling to him. ]