As Kvothe wiped the spilt ale from the bar, Bast locked up. Kvothe watched him and started a mellow conversation.
"Did you make a new friend, Bastas?"
Bast reddened, "Uh-huh..."
"What was his name? I didn't catch it." Kvothe observed his every move.
"Jonah. Why so curious, Reshi? Jealous?"
Kvothe tensed for a split second, taken off guard. "Why would I be jealous?"
He shrugged."Well, I hung out and danced with him all night instead of you."
There was an uncomfortable pause in which Bast kind of hoped he was jealous and Kvothe wondered why he would feel that way. He figured he was just protective over Bast.
"Why would I be? You always ignore me when you're seducing some girl. It's the same thing." He felt bad as soon as he had said it.
Bast went quiet and looked at his Reshi, shocked. "What are you saying?"
"I saw the way you were looking at each other. You like him." Kvothe finished scrubbing the counter and tossed the rag to Bast. "Clean the tables. I'll be in my room."
Bast watched him go and then washed everything in silence. Once he'd finished, he went to bed to process what had happened.
-Do I really like Jonah like that? I hadn't thought about it...but I think I do. But why would Reshi be jealous of someone I was attracted to? Does he like me?- He rolled over to listen to the silence.
It was with these confusing thoughts that he finally fell asleep.