He listens, nods, and tries to understand. A lot of it flies over his head: he's not used to this level of computation, or concepts, and without visual aids or hands-on learning, he has tremendous difficulty grasping it. As much as he'd hated being thrown into the middle of the ocean and told not to drown, it had worked. So well, in fact, that he couldn't adjust to a gentler method.

Still, he was trying. And it was good for Jim, anyway, he looked like he needed a student to help him along his own learning curve. He follows as best he can, but the frustration with his own inability to follow is frequent, but he keeps trying. Keeps fighting.

When Jim's done, Kyle nods, but his expression falls, and he looks at his own (failed) attempts.

'I'm sorry,' he says, voice sad, and hushed. 'I didn't really get it at all. Maybe I should take a break. I'll try harder next time.'