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Date: 2023-08-29 02:32 am (UTC)
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Kalim seems to be having a rare time of reflection when Azul finds him in the botanical gardens, sitting by the chickens as he watches them idly peck at the ground in their enclosure. He smiles as he sees his warden--and friend, in his mind--approach. Still, there's no bombastic waving and jumping around as he greets the merman.

"Oh, hi, Azul. Looks like you found me--what's up?"

Expecting or perhaps hoping that he'll have some company for a few moments, he scoots over to make more room beside where he's sitting.

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Date: 2023-08-30 11:24 pm (UTC)
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Kalim laughs as Azul sits, shaking his head. "Oh, no, nothing like that. I get really excited when I'm around others, especially since there's so much to see and do and talk about that I couldn't have back home. And when I get excited like that, I have a hard time keeping my thoughts in order, so..."

He threads his fingers together in front of his knees, still smiling softly as he looks out over the gardens.

"I'm trying to start making room for myself to just think a bit more, without getting distracted. I didn't realize it until I started doing that, but I have a lot on my mind."

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Date: 2023-08-31 01:03 am (UTC)
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"Oh, um..."

It's clear Kalim didn't expect the question--even with Azul as his Warden, he's never been good at putting his thoughts into words. Has never really had to stop and think about things so hard--at least, not until after Jamil's Overblot.

"I don't know--about home, I guess, and about Jamil. The one that isn't here, I mean, but I guess the one here, too--and you, and everyone who could go home if they wanted." He hesitates, clarifying. "Why are you still here?"

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Date: 2023-08-31 05:01 am (UTC)
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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.

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