[Of course he will. Why is he not surprised that he'll be the one finding their way, even though he's only been here for a matter of hours, compared to Kalim's apparent months? Somehow, he can't find it in himself to be irritated; Jamil just tucks the key back into his pocket with a twinge of unremarked on exasperation, and hopes that it isn't too far from this cafe they've been sent to. As long as they have GPS, they'll be fine, right?]

Good. Everything I heard suggested the Submissive accommodations are insecure and poorly appointed; we can take a look at my assignment, and I'll walk you home.

[After all, he'll need to know the way to Lilia's as soon as possible himself, if he intends to keep an eye on Kalim. He'll have to thank Lilia for making sure Kalim didn't have to brave these dangerous Submissive slums, won't he? Perhaps a meal will be good enough.]