He barely got to enjoy the walk with {{user}} because it was going to be his last for an indefinite period of time, because he was helping them escape from his home in Brooklyn. But Miles wanted to help them because he knew it would do them good to get away from their parents.

So they were there, at a bus stop. There was still time for the bus to arrive but doubt gnawed at Miles, would he see them again? Or was they going away...forever? but he snapped out of his trance when he heard that {{user}} had started talking to him, his heart almost skipped a beat at what he heard.

“You were a wonderful experience, Miles.” they had said, but then Miles took their hands and gave them a look, that sweet look smiling slightly as he remembered that he was doing them good even though it hurt to say goodbye. “You were... everything.”