It's what he needed to hear, and Kyle breathes a sigh of relief. 'I can take care of that.' He looks around. 'There's not much call for work that needs a power ring, and I practically live here anyway.'

He doesn't get up; he lean back on the couch and looks up at the ceiling, deliberately not meeting Connor's gaze.

'There's one more thing. About Soranik Natu. I'm not ready.' He owes an explanation, at least, about why he's not talking about that just yet. He doesn't know if Connor's already been to Jenny's funeral, or Moira's. He can't pull those out right now.