He smiles, but it's painful. Family. Everyone else from his world had family. Even Jason. It wasn't fair, and he thought it was stupid to feel jealous about it. He knows he'd give so much to see Guy, or Hal, or John... and at the same time he'd want to tear the Emperor or whoever had brought them here to pieces if they did show up. It hurt, to look at Dean and want him to be Guy; and it was unfair, too, to expect him to be someone else.
It feels like an eternity before Kyle replies, when he's sure his voice won't be strained:] My brother.
[Of course it was more complicated than that, but the sentiment was real, and that was good enough for Kyle.
Another smile: warm, wistful, before it's replaced by a neutral expression.] You're a lot like him. It's not unpleasant, just [he searches for the word] uncanny.
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He smiles, but it's painful. Family. Everyone else from his world had family. Even Jason. It wasn't fair, and he thought it was stupid to feel jealous about it. He knows he'd give so much to see Guy, or Hal, or John... and at the same time he'd want to tear the Emperor or whoever had brought them here to pieces if they did show up. It hurt, to look at Dean and want him to be Guy; and it was unfair, too, to expect him to be someone else.
It feels like an eternity before Kyle replies, when he's sure his voice won't be strained:] My brother.
[Of course it was more complicated than that, but the sentiment was real, and that was good enough for Kyle.
Another smile: warm, wistful, before it's replaced by a neutral expression.] You're a lot like him. It's not unpleasant, just [he searches for the word] uncanny.
[A beat.] Sorry. I'll try not to do that again.