Kalim listens with a sort of patience one wouldn't normally expect from him--he is a polite boy, though, exuberance bordering on inconsiderateness aside. He watches Azul as he talks, nodding here and there, expression changing throughout what's said about the Brigantine and their time there.

"That's awful...there's really nothing that can be done? Not even a chance?"

At the moment, the people stuck on there is much more of a concern than his own thoughts.