[ Ugh. Once again Miles is derailed here. An eighteen-year-old Miles is going to be wily and annoying and insufferable in a lot of ways, but in this? Byerly has control of the conversation. He stops again, going silent for a moment. Then - without another word - he holds out his hands for Byerly to put his own between.
If this is where this whole damn thing is going, then Miles is damned well going to make the most of it. He's always had to figure out how to fly on the way down. ]
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If this is where this whole damn thing is going, then Miles is damned well going to make the most of it. He's always had to figure out how to fly on the way down. ]