[Kalim sees the handkerchief offered to him, and he absentmindedly takes it, but he doesn't use it until Vil gives him express instruction to do so. He nods, acknowledging that he hears and agrees with Vil's words, and he uses the cloth to get the remaining streaks clean from his face. In doing so, he thinks about how Vil's so thoughtful and responsible. Not only does he manage to soothe Kalim instantly with his demeanor but he's able to reassure his worries about Jamil, as well.]

Thank you, Vil. And you're right; I know that Jamil will be just fine, even if he's on his own. Ah, but he's not here now, so...

[Kalim presses an arm against his stomach as it lets out another low rumble. He's actually super hungry, but if Jamil is here somewhere, shouldn't he wait for him?]