"I wish I could tell you that one day it will go away for good. It'll fade, over time, everything you see and feel. But then one day something will remind you, and it'll come rushing back."

He shakes his head, eyeing Wilhelm sympathetically.

"You could ask the healers for a draught to help you actually get some peaceful sleep. But this - " he holds his hand out, mirroring Wilhelm's position from earlier - " - you can't avoid forever."

His power. Maybe he could get lucky and it'll remain blocked. But Kahlil doubts it. A power like Wilhelm's seems connected to his emotions. This dam holding it back isn't secured on purpose, and it's likely his power will come rushing out one day, whether he means it to or not.