Kahlil has been held in worse conditions before - when he was young and had done something to particularly anger Dayyid, the priest would lock him in a small dark space, warded so that he could not reach the Gray Space to escape and with no sense of when he might be released. There is much more room to move down here, though there had been a chill that ran down his spine when he could no longer sense the grain of the Gray Space in that same way, not just blocked on all sides, but cut off entirely, as though he's suddenly been robbed of a sense like sight or touch.

He focuses on Istredd's presence, sometimes the guards. He's experienced with spending long swaths of time alone, sometimes from behind the veil of the Gray Space. Before, he would not have said he was lonely during that decade spent isolated, but things are different now. He might've struggled more this time.

The approach of footsteps has him standing, though he doesn't approach until it's clear that Wilhelm is the one arriving. His gaze shifts from Istredd to Wilhelm, and he nods to him, then gives a small shrug.

"This is how it goes."

When power shifts. He doesn't know if Istredd had warned Wilhelm that night of the coup. Kahlil had not, and unfortunately he had not yet messaged Wilhelm when they were both taken. He's been struggling to reassure people via messages already.