you do in this hypothetical conundrum?"

Actually he's just making up stuff to keep Cyno from talking about Genius Invokation. Nothing more, nothing less.

contrary, you needing my opinion even for an outfit makes it clear you can't live without having someone giving you guidance."

Oh yeah, he'll regret this later.

"Does that make you as helpless as you supposedly believe I am?"

of regret there, showing up in his face.

"Don't talk to me as if I'm some helpless creature. I know how to live on my own." Which is much true. He can actually do all these things Kaveh does. Actually, what was the point of this conversation? He's lost it and it's making him upset. "On the »

a frown knitting in his brow. His hands brush against his own arms, holding himself in some sort of self-soothing embrace.

𝐶𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. As much as he wants to pull his thoughts up front, the haze from the substances altering his brain don't let him. There's a tinge »

But he doesn't beg. Never did.

"Kaveh—" Explaining. That's something he should do, yet he doesn't know how to approach this without sounding like a toddler. It's disgustingly appalling for him, uncomfortable.

He doesn't know what to do with himself at this moment. So he lowers his gaze, »