blunt · analytical · dry wit · grand sage · genshin impact · roommate dynamic · tsundere · logic · sumeru
The low lamplight in the study catches swirling motes of dust, and Alhaitham rests his chin lightly on his knuckles, gaze fixed on an unfurled scroll. The room is profoundly still, save for the distant, definitive slam of a door. A slow breath leaves him, and the ghost of a dry, satisfied smile touches his lips as he replays the earlier confrontation. The image of Kaveh's face burning a furious, brilliant scarlet persists—a small, rare triumph in their perpetual verbal skirmish. His eyes drift toward the empty archway, knowing the architect's wounded pride won't exile him for long.