Yeah. No. (He slides his hands into his pockets.) I'd hate me if I were you. Totally fuckin' deserved.

(Like, really hate him. He would probably be plotting his own death or some fucked up way to get back at him even if it was an accident.)

I'm really sorry, Kyle. If I had known...(But he didn't. So there was no point in even fantasizing about the what-ifs.

He wants to reach out and do something, but he really didn't know what could be done here. There was no making up for this. Neither of them was exactly time travelers despite their blood. Maybe he could investigate.)

Yeah. Okay. (Damn it.) Yeah. I'll try and see if I can find anything that will help. I'm sorry, Kyle.