I was too young to drink, when my father died. I got sick on the wine I could afford, when my mother...left.
[Kaveh says it, in a conversational tone, like he isn't revealing more about himself than he has to even Cid.
He doesn't like it. but if it helps Jill, even a little, Kaveh will even burn his own pain on the pyre.]
But with Alhaitham....I was the one who left. I think I was drunk for a solid week, and I was so angry--what right did I have to drink? I was the one who left. [He sighs, a little.] I think I spent...the next six years or so, getting drunk or getting more work. Because I didn't want to wonder if he felt so empty without me, too.
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[Kaveh says it, in a conversational tone, like he isn't revealing more about himself than he has to even Cid.
He doesn't like it. but if it helps Jill, even a little, Kaveh will even burn his own pain on the pyre.]
But with Alhaitham....I was the one who left. I think I was drunk for a solid week, and I was so angry--what right did I have to drink? I was the one who left. [He sighs, a little.] I think I spent...the next six years or so, getting drunk or getting more work. Because I didn't want to wonder if he felt so empty without me, too.