Talking about Jack is easier than talking about himself. To that question, he scoffs and then smiles.

"Simulations? Or why he thought that?" The latter, he figures. He lets out another breath, this time frowning.

"I know some of what he's been through in your world. His medical issues. The strange events at his work."

Jack has a rambling way of explaining things that can sometimes be hard to follow, which Kahlil finds either endearing or frustrating, depending on the severity of the situation. Usually the former, though.