[ No need to rush. Kalim isn't going anywhere. Jamil doesn't have to scream or run off into the desert. They can do this. They can discuss these things in a reasonable way.
That's Kalim's mantra while he dresses. Adamantine resolve. They can do this. They'll figure this out. They'll come out better on the other side for having worked it out sensibly. It's fine. They're fine.
And that all comes to a screeching halt -- squealing tires and breaking glass in Kalim's mind -- when he finally hears Jamil at the door.
He's dressed down when he answers. No headwrap, no uniforms; just loose pants and a vest. He's still fastening his earrings while the door swings open and he grins at Jamil as if he's not here to either discuss or actively engage in-- whatever they're calling it now. Menagerie safety. ]
Come in! [ It's almost sing-song, and then Kalim heads toward the couch. ]
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[ No need to rush. Kalim isn't going anywhere. Jamil doesn't have to scream or run off into the desert. They can do this. They can discuss these things in a reasonable way.
That's Kalim's mantra while he dresses. Adamantine resolve. They can do this. They'll figure this out. They'll come out better on the other side for having worked it out sensibly. It's fine. They're fine.
And that all comes to a screeching halt -- squealing tires and breaking glass in Kalim's mind -- when he finally hears Jamil at the door.
He's dressed down when he answers. No headwrap, no uniforms; just loose pants and a vest. He's still fastening his earrings while the door swings open and he grins at Jamil as if he's not here to either discuss or actively engage in-- whatever they're calling it now. Menagerie safety. ]
Come in! [ It's almost sing-song, and then Kalim heads toward the couch. ]