[What the hey, now he's really thinking about the ruins. He turns, eyeing the ruins with a contemplating gaze, thinking about...why are they here?]

I have a few ideas.

[Because of course Kalim didn't get as far as what the fire show was going to be, and Jamil sighs, and if that sigh almost sounds like a fond huff that's just the fickle desert tradewinds throwing off noises.]

I saw a video of a dance that could be considered a fire show. The dancers had fans and- showing you would be easier.

[He pulls out his phone, joining Kalim on the stage. Please excuse the technical difficulties as he tries to get a signal. Reception can kind of suck in the Scarabian desert.

While they wait for it to load, though:]

Whomever put these ruins here might have had something from home in mind when they made them. So, even if these ruins came...well, ruined, they might have an original and the original might have had a purpose.

[Because Kalim dropping it bothered him, okay? And there's nothing else to do while waiting for things to load.]