So much of this is so far over Kyle's pay grade and he's not sure how to handle most of this. He just knows that he's not backing down from this, not leaving any of them on their own to handle this. Not Alex or Liz, not the alien family they've known most of their lives. It's crazy and all of it leaves his head spinning half the time as he leads this kind of double life but both come down to the same thing. Saving lives.

"Got it," he murmurs softly, texting Liz... and then also sending out a couple of other texts as well. One to his mother, asking if she had picked up Guerin or seen Max that morning. Another was sent to a nurse he knows, checking with her about anyone brought in overnight fitting the description of any of those they were looking for.

"Okay, Liz says she'll let us know when she knows something." Not if. He doesn't buy if. Eventually she'll know something.

He glances sidelong at Alex, considering his profile for a long time. "It's going to be okay, you know."