Kyle has no way of knowing, but he manages to quite successfully break the self-destructive spiral that Kell has almost slide into. He emits the most undignified groan.

"Because that's of course the most important thing. That Mildred doesn't loose her favourite victim to bully."

Kell complains, but he's grateful for the mention. It's a sign of something he'd be lacking for weeks of this absolute madness. A world out. Some semblance of normalcy. They all need that.

Then Lucifer monopolizes all of his focus, and Kell can do nothing else than just wordlessly nod. They both know that Kell won't stop replaying in his mind every single minute of his and Wilhelm's escape. Won't stop turning around in his mind every step, every decision, every minuscule thing, looking for a choice, a step he could have done different, could have not done at all, could have done earlier, later. Every single detail no matter how insignificant will get chewed upon until it turns unrecognizable from speculation. Maybe then he will be able to stop.

Or when the rescue party brings Istredd back. Truth is ... only then.

Kell is the first to look away. He doesn't believe in gods, but he might as well start believing in archangels.

"I will."

Time will tell how reliable this promise turns out to be. Asking for help had never been something Kell was particularly good at.