While the girls were busy 'chatting', Kyle was feeling quite liberated.
The knot that had been in his heart was slowly unraveling, despite the fact that he was still upset over the knowledge that Sari never trusted him. With the confirmation that he no longer had any feelings for Sari, he felt better than he ever did in a long time.
He still didn't believe in love, but he was happy that he was no longer living the shadows of the former love.
It was like he was reborn.
Again.
With that thought, an idea sparked in his mind.
Once the idea formed, he decided to act upon it.
Thus, he called up one of the MIB informants to give him a couple of reputable tattoo parlours.
He was going to commemorate this occasion with a permanent reminder that he was no longer the person he used to be. Be it from his former life, or this life.
Kylie had died.
Kyle had also, in one sense, died.
