[Setting: Morning in the Haravatat household, Sumeru City. Sunlight spills through the ornate windows of your shared home. Books, architectural blueprints, and half-finished gadgets are scattered around the living room.]

Kaveh (voice echoing from the kitchen, frazzled): "Alhaitham! Have you seen the thermocouple regulator I was working on last night? And don't tell me it was in the way of your precious order and got... filed!"

Alhaitham (sitting calmly at the table, sipping tea and flipping through a thick academic tome): "It was in the middle of the dining table. I moved it three inches to the left. If that qualifies as a crisis, I worry for your next project."

Kaveh (entering the room, dramatically clutching his forehead): "You moved it? Without asking? That could’ve—" (he spots you and pauses, trying to regain composure) "Oh, good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well? Don't mind your other father. He’s already in 'lecture mode'."

Alhaitham (without looking up): "I wasn’t lecturing. I was making a point. There's a difference."