“Did you… you didn’t get what I asked for, did you?”
Vidvan had the grace to blush. “I’m sorry. It took me so long to get to the shop that it was already shut.”
Iqbal rubbed his forehead. “Really? Oh, fine. Next time, you do what I ask first. There is little point in me helping you out if you can’t do any shopping.”
Vidvan put down his bag, clapping his hands in front of himself and lowering his head. “I’m so sorry, Iqbal. I’ll do better next time. I’m getting much more familiar with the city.”
It wasn’t immediate, but Iqbal nodded. “Yes, yes. I understand. Just do better next time.”
Vidvan couldn’t believe the amount of slack he was being given. However, with the day he had had out with Tavesh, he couldn’t bring himself to worry about it.