[ miles's smile turns icy. ]

Well, what do you expect?

[ he leans forward, hands laced together, and his eyes harden, though his smile is still there, looking strange on his face. ]

I said I'd take it under consideration. But to be honest, I don't put much stock in advice on saving lives from killers.

[ his gaze flattens, the smile disappearing without a trace. ]

You can go.