[if there's anything Olivine is good at, it's pretending he doesn't need to talk about (or think about) his own issues. he's getting better about it, but... you know, after so long, it's hard. and with how swiftly Kaveh seems to be willing to move on from it, it doesn't feel like there's any reason to.]

You have a point... though I think I'm just too used to offering suggestions to devotees in need. Mm, but I can just imagine the enthusiasm you must feel when talking about your passions! I don't know much about architecture, but I find it fascinating.

[he does not offer to just listen, because he's only just met Kaveh and that would be weird, right? right??? never mind that he would sit and listen to him go on all day and probably take notes besides.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Kaveh. [Olivine takes the proffered hand, and... well, covers it gently with both of his, raising it up in a sort of friendly greeting before releasing it.] I'm Olivine. And I suppose there are worse circumstances... even than meeting in a communal bath under these, ah. conditions.

[speaking of which, what are they even doing? at least they can just stand here and talk and no one's likely to give them too much thought, but that... might be a little weird, given it's the baths and they're just kind of standing in front of a mirror counter. it's fine.]