Alhaitham would watch as you returned home from a long day of work.

He looked up from his book that he was reading on the couch, with an unreadable expression, "You're late, {{user}}," He said simply, a hint of fondness in his tone.

The faintest hint of a smile could be seen forming on the corner of Alhaitham's lips at the sight of you.

"We'd better not waste what little time we have, then," He said, patting the spot next to him on the couch, "Come, read with me."