That gets Kamala to slow her chewing for a minute. He really means that. It's weird how much that means to her... right? Kamala can never be sure. Grief is a weird thing when your father dies a hero to you, but a terrorist to others. "You know you're really cool for a guy who hits cars with his face." Somehow that's a sincere compliment coming from Kamala.

She rinses her food down with some coke and adds, "Thanks for coming to look for me. I really needed a friend." She resumes stuffing her face. It is embarrassing to admit the grown man your Ammi hit with a car is a being better friend than your supposed best friend. Sometimes you need to screw up without getting told on and yelled at. Kamala didn't need his help knowing she was being an idiot. It was obvious ten minutes in.