He was listening intently until the end of her explanation. Eyes staring off directly past her to the window. On her last word, his eyes flicked back to her. Kyle leaned on the ledge she was on, and for a second looked like he doubted what she said. Though he quickly shook his head as if admitted defeat. "Peace?, Harmony... Magic-- and love?" he said in a voice that was less disbelieving, but more doubtful than anything.  "If Fate was a man, he should have the guts to come down and tell us all about this himself," Kyle said, "Of course, it does not matter anyway."<br/><br/>"If you do not mind-" he moved from leaning on the window sill and stood up straight. "- I am going to live my life with at least some control. Right Gothic?" he said.