"I can't even imagine it." Being a ghost for that long? Jeez. Kyle could understand keeping busy, especially if it was like that. It was easy (sometimes too easy) to get caught up in trying to help people. But to 'live' that long... Just the thought is kind of overwhelming. It's especially weird when he hears of his involvement in the Blackest Night—for Kyle, that had been very recent. Only a few years ago. But for this guy...?

"And, well, you know," he shrugged, with a small smile. "We're just glad we could help at all. If anything, I wish I could've been around to lend a hand sooner."

Maybe that was a weird thing, considering they weren't really in the future of their own volition, but that was Kyle for you—always wanting to do more even when he was already doing all he could.

"Whoever he is, I'm just glad we met him," Kyle said, looking over at Joey. "I'm thinking there's probably worse ghosts we could've run into."