He doesn't answer. Like an absolute coward, he doesn't answer. But the truth is, he doesn't know himself what he's going to do. He wants to be with Minako and his prince, but he also has commitments back in New York. For one, he promised Kaia he'd look out for her, and remembering that she was Endymion's little sister only reinforced his desire to keep his word. Not to mention, he had to find the other three generals, wherever they may be.
In America, he tells himself. Somewhere in America. He knows that much.
Just how he knows is beyond him, and even as he sits in his hotel room pondering it, he cannot come up with an explanation beyond the simplest: magic. Magic drew him to Tokyo, and now it's trying to pull him back to the states.
The door opens, and Kyle reaches for his hip, realizing belatedly that his gun isn't there, isn't even allowed in Japan.
"You are one hard man to track down, Kyle Callahan."
Kyle's shoulders relax at the sound of Minako's voice.
"Seriously, do you know how much flirting I had to do to get in here?" she asks. She walks into the bedroom and stops, putting her hands on her hips. "C'mon, we already had a bad ending in our last life, don't let this new one start off wrong. I mean, teleporting away in the middle of a conversation?" She rolls her eyes. "So unlike you."
That's his answer. He knows it the second she says it, even though it breaks his heart. "I have to find them," he says. "I won't be able to think straight until I do."
The anger deflates from Minako's form, and she nods in understanding. "I'd do the same if any of my girls were missing," she says. "When did you decide?"
"Just now," he replies. "Literally, as you were talking."
She snorts. "Well, it's nice to know my voice is such a deterrent for you to stay."
"You know that's not it," he replies, standing up and walking over to her. "I've always loved your voice. I'll miss it when I'm gone."
Minako blushes, knowing what he means to say. "I'll miss you, too, Kyle."