Lyle walked over to her back-stabbing, people-killing, lying SOB of a 'dad' and gave him a 'warm' hug. She glared at Jet out of the corner of her eyes. She was going to get him back for that. She could hold on to anger longer than her 'beloved' daddy. She was the worst at forgiving in their family and everyone else knew it. She would get back at Jet....Oh she'd have her revenge....and plenty of it.<br/>"Jet. I need to talk to you." Lyle said, as she was leaving the room to get a nap. Jetlag was not her favorite thing ever. "Out side." She said meaningfully.