dread weighs on him so heavy that kyle feels like he’s being crushed by it.  he’s on the ground because his ring is faltering -- as hope withers in his chest, kyle finds the ring impossibly hard to control.  he looks at hal pleadingly, searching for some sort of answer or reassurance.  “ what’s -- what’s going on ??  this is... ” unprecedented comes to mind, but he doesn’t know what to say anyway.  “ what’s going on with the league ??  what’s the plan ?? ”  there, that’s a safe question.  right ??

      does he keep up with all the lanterns across the galaxy ?? not in the least. hal jordan is an exception. most know of him, if nothing else, but with carol’s leadership, hassan has heard plenty of tales from the other star sapphires. “ i was just on my way to help. ” he’s apologetic in lieu of a greeting, but hal seems to have wrapped up this everyday rogue wannabe with little trouble anyway. “ we haven’t met, officially. ” he holds out a hand, wonders quietly to himself what it was about this particular lantern that had carol’s attention for long enough before. 

“ listen....hal, listen, ” kyle says, already sounding petulant.  “ in my defense, barry said i could like -- live with you guys.  and i would never ever want to do that, no offense, but they’re fumigating the hotel i’m crashing at right now, so can i please just stay on your couch for two days max ??  i promise you won’t even know i’m there.  c’mon, please ?? ”