Ah—of course. [Olivine gives a sheepish little laugh; he knows where he got the misunderstanding this time, at least. will he be able to fix it soon? time will tell.] Working together makes everything a little less dreadful, too.

[he's been trying not to think too hard on what they might be forced into, like he's trying not to think about all the damage in his hometown, the fact of what's been going on and that he's now absent from that.]

I don't mind. And sharing a stall may just spare any other... interruptions.

[Olivine is a little bit less awkward over it, at least. he reaches to touch Kaveh's hand reassuringly, just a brief touch.]

We can go now if you'd like, and spare any further effort of struggling to find an open stall.