[...what is he supposed to do with this, what is he supposed to do with a very relaxed Kalim in his arms, how is he supposed to deal with a Kalim in his arms, Jamil doesn't know how to deal with Kalim in his arms.]
Eventually.
[Feels like he's going to need to use the towels to mop up Kalim at the rate he's relaxing, becoming boneless, melting in his arms.
And so.
Even though this was a bad idea.
Despite the fact his every instinct was yelling at him to not do this.
Despite all of the very good reasons to remain sitting, Jamil very carefully, very slowly, very reluctantly, laid down, rubbing Kalim's scalp the entire time as he did so, and if, perhaps, Kalim was so inclined he could lie down on top of him. Maybe.]
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Eventually.
[Feels like he's going to need to use the towels to mop up Kalim at the rate he's relaxing, becoming boneless, melting in his arms.
And so.
Even though this was a bad idea.
Despite the fact his every instinct was yelling at him to not do this.
Despite all of the very good reasons to remain sitting, Jamil very carefully, very slowly, very reluctantly, laid down, rubbing Kalim's scalp the entire time as he did so, and if, perhaps, Kalim was so inclined he could lie down on top of him. Maybe.]