"Trust me, I remember what happened at our last visit to the other.. place." Kyle said with a wince as he rubbed his arm where the rat-like dogs had bitten him. He looked at the silver haired woman in the door window's reflection and wondered if she had come from his stories again or if was it a deeper connection that made it so easy for him to write about her?<br/><br/>He shook his head and followed after the others. Right now they needed to fix things, like he had said before. Sooner done, sooner home.