[-he nudges Kalim's knee with his foot, again, as he doesn't exactly know what else to do with himself. Childish, he knows, and he's normally...better at tamping down those urges, but there's something about being stuck on a couch, listening to Kalim go on and on and on, that makes him want to do something stupid.
Kalim's tea isn't the only thing getting cold. His own is as well.]
Not really. [Okay. Okay, he can...lift his head to better look at Kalim. Instead of hiding...which he still wants to do. But Jamil tries to project...not quite indifference, at least not in the sense that he doesn't give a shit about what Kalim says, one way or another; rather, he tries to project indifference in the sense that he has listened to what Kalim has said and understands it and it doesn't faze him.
...which is sort of the same thing, really, but there's a slightly different nuance to it. One is not caring, the other is being so confident he can take whatever it is Kalim says in stride.]
I mostly just wanted to know what you thought. If you thought about it. [...] Why you'd think about it.
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Kalim's tea isn't the only thing getting cold. His own is as well.]
Not really. [Okay. Okay, he can...lift his head to better look at Kalim. Instead of hiding...which he still wants to do. But Jamil tries to project...not quite indifference, at least not in the sense that he doesn't give a shit about what Kalim says, one way or another; rather, he tries to project indifference in the sense that he has listened to what Kalim has said and understands it and it doesn't faze him.
...which is sort of the same thing, really, but there's a slightly different nuance to it. One is not caring, the other is being so confident he can take whatever it is Kalim says in stride.]
I mostly just wanted to know what you thought. If you thought about it. [...] Why you'd think about it.