'Better,' Kyle agrees, having watched in utter fascination. 'Still not there yet. Give it time.'

He exhales, letting go of a lot of his frustration. He wasn't used to a gentle guiding hand, he was used to violence and cruelty. This might have been easier if he was being forced against the clock, but Sep had said there are limits, and Kyle... had to agree, on some level, even if it wasn't the way he'd learnt.