[ miles hums vague agreement that suggestion -- in retrospect he is hardly pleased with ivan for slipping him that ice cream without telling him what it was, and being in such a relative state of relaxation was almost jarring, compared to what an unmitigated mess he's been lately. but it had been nice. being with lara had been nice too.

he goes a little pink at that kiss to his cheek, a small and slightly idiotic smile touching his face before it mutes itself. ]

I'm glad I have you, too. [ he reaches to take her hand and give it another little squeeze. ] I didn't expect to find half the friends I have here, either, but I don't regret a single one.

And, ah, on the note of conversations I wanted to have today... [ he clears his throat, and a relative of that pleased smile resurfaces, although it's oddly diffident, unusual compared to miles' usual unabashed energy. ] I very much enjoyed last night.

[ he'd like to say and i'd very much like to do it again, and he nearly does, but he cuts himself off there. he's not going to barrel into that topic when lara's still reeling from the blow of grief. he just...wanted her to know, rather than letting last night go unacknowledged entirely. ]