"It's fine, it's a door. It just came off the track," Michael tells him, reassuring him without thinking about it. He knows what it's like to break something and then have to hold your breath and wait for the fallout. It's not the same thing, but still. He wants Kyle to not feel like that.

"I don't know. It's hard to see," Michael says, crouching down more and stretching to reach as far as he can. His fingertips brush something, but it's not close enough, so he shuts his eyes and pulls it closer, trying to be careful. It's stupid, he knows, but he's caught himself being less than cautious around Kyle, sometimes, when it comes to hiding his powers.

It flies into his hand a little too hard and Michael almost loses his balance, the little hidey-hole hiding the movement, hopefully. He sits down, pulling a book box and book out, looking at them curiously before holding them out toward Kyle.