[ 'i'm fine', kaveh says as though he isn't drunk enough not to recognize a man next to him without adequate time. alhaitham arches a brow, trying to parse whether or not he's being deliberately obtuse before easily settling on the cold truth that he isn't. ]

Surprising, given you didn't realize it was me.

[ there's a frown in his tone that even he himself finds irritating, holding kaveh's gaze before letting his expression match it. ]

And you weren't complaining about the cold, you're right. You were, however, about to lose your shirt.