[Blink, and it was like a spell ending. It was as if Jamil started to think again.
Kalim might be able to see the moment in which Jamil realized what was going on. Jamil's eyes widening, a slight tensing of his body (slight, but present), and then Jamil relaxed. Jamil very pointedly relaxed, as if he belonged on the ottoman, as if this was perfectly normal, as if he understood how it was he had ended up on the ottoman and why, as if they did this all the time. Housewarden and vice, sitting on a too tiny chair, talking about everything and nothing.]
She taught me when I first started serving you. My parents were often too busy to show me things like how to tie a proper bow.
[And then, his eyes shift towards the outdoors, his gaze turning away from Kalim ever so slightly.]
If I spend too much time talking to you, Kalim, then I won't be able to make you your lunch in time. You are tutoring this afternoon, after all.
[And that, normally, might be that, but then, added very casually, very, very casually:]
If you promise to not touch anything while I'm working then we can talk in the kitchen.
[It went against his every instinct as a servant, but...hadn't he sworn to be better, do better, stand next to Kalim as an equal and rival, not as master and servant? Why then this? Why hesitate?]
watch me be proven wrong once i'm done with the event lmf
Kalim might be able to see the moment in which Jamil realized what was going on. Jamil's eyes widening, a slight tensing of his body (slight, but present), and then Jamil relaxed. Jamil very pointedly relaxed, as if he belonged on the ottoman, as if this was perfectly normal, as if he understood how it was he had ended up on the ottoman and why, as if they did this all the time. Housewarden and vice, sitting on a too tiny chair, talking about everything and nothing.]
She taught me when I first started serving you. My parents were often too busy to show me things like how to tie a proper bow.
[And then, his eyes shift towards the outdoors, his gaze turning away from Kalim ever so slightly.]
If I spend too much time talking to you, Kalim, then I won't be able to make you your lunch in time. You are tutoring this afternoon, after all.
[And that, normally, might be that, but then, added very casually, very, very casually:]
If you promise to not touch anything while I'm working then we can talk in the kitchen.
[It went against his every instinct as a servant, but...hadn't he sworn to be better, do better, stand next to Kalim as an equal and rival, not as master and servant? Why then this? Why hesitate?]