Jamil frowns. Kalim's speculation makes logical sense, but something about it just doesn't sit right with him. Like the thought of leaving Kalim behind in the Scalding Sands to go traveling--it feels like a somehow impossible idea. Not that he wouldn't want it, obviously, but it just isn't something that can happen. There's always reasons.
"There had to be something else. If they really just drifted apart, then why did the other me visit you in prison?" And not do anything about that?
"Curious," Jamil echoes. It... doesn't sound unlike him, truthfully. But the thought of any version of him leaving Kalim to rot still bothers him. If they'd truly lived in that other universe for years then Jamil could believe the older him might have sense his sense of duty but... but. Still.
"Did... he truly seem happy? Apart from the effects of the spell."
"...I don't know," Kalim says. "Everyone was happy. I couldn't exactly just... look past the spell, you know? And I can never tell what's going on with you anyway, haha."
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"There had to be something else. If they really just drifted apart, then why did the other me visit you in prison?" And not do anything about that?
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"Did... he truly seem happy? Apart from the effects of the spell."
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