[Kyle's drawn to the vast, empty landscape. There's a few people here and there, but mostly it's an ice-covered approximation of Mogo, the only real noise coming from those herds, and the wind in his ears.]
[It's quiet. For about five seconds. Jim Kirk is about to happen to something (or someone), and Kyle enjoys what little of it he can before he's whisked away.]
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[It's quiet. For about five seconds. Jim Kirk is about to happen to something (or someone), and Kyle enjoys what little of it he can before he's whisked away.]