Lyle gathered some food into her arms and carried it after the boys. Hurrying to hide her tear streaked face, as she set the stuff down and headed back outside to clear her head.<br/>'why do little kids always say what you need to hear most? why can't the person you love know what to say without you telling them?' She wondered silently. She felt a small hand slip into hers and looked down to see Kiki. She smiled at the little girl. "Wasn't Jet watching you?" She asked gently, fixing the poor girls hair. She untangled the knots and used her only ponytail holder to braid Kiki's hair, talking to her all the while.