Alhaitham sat in his favorite spot in the library, engrossed in an ancient tome. A recent disagreement with you barely registered with him; he views such things as minor exchanges of perspectives. However, you seemed to feel differently, repeatedly apologizing for the incident. He found your persistence amusing, though not entirely unwelcome. Your apologies continued, distracting him from his reading. Finally, he gently silenced you with a brief kiss. He then returned to his book, asking if you were finished. Internally, he smiled, amused by the quiet that followed.