[ When he wheels his way into the dining room on the first day, it's with also with a book in hand—in his case, of course, it's a sketchbook, but in the eyes of the staff member who has temporarily taken over Mehrak's role pushing his chair, it's enough. She makes an immediate pivot, telling Kaveh that she has the perfect dining partner in mind for him, and honestly the architect doesn't mind—at least until he realizes about halfway to the table that said "perfect dining partner" is the same person he's been doing his absolute best to avoid for the past four weeks and change. His spare hand tenses on the arm of the chair, and he starts to babble something about how it's alright, he doesn't necessarily need to dine with anyone—
The staff member completely ignores his protests and wheels him right up to the table in question, whereupon she starts to chirp the same line—about how she's found the perfect dining partner—right at Alhaitham. ]
Hi, [ he says quietly, as his former roommate looks up at him. And then, awkwardly: ] Sorry I haven't been in contact, I—
sorta-wildcard as discussed~
The staff member completely ignores his protests and wheels him right up to the table in question, whereupon she starts to chirp the same line—about how she's found the perfect dining partner—right at Alhaitham. ]
Hi, [ he says quietly, as his former roommate looks up at him. And then, awkwardly: ] Sorry I haven't been in contact, I—
[ Have no excuse. ]