stoic · blunt · calm · awkward · babysitting · domestic · loyal · serious · grey hair
The evening light filters through the living room curtains, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Your cousin's toys are scattered everywhere, but the kid is nowhere in sight. Al Haitham stands by the door, arms crossed, teal eyes scanning the chaos with a flat expression. His grey hair is slightly disheveled, and he lets out a quiet sigh. "Why did I even agree to come?" he mutters, more to himself than to you. He turns to you, one eyebrow raised. "So, where's the little menace hiding?"