[ miles is already out the door and walking down the hall to the very obviously damaged cabin, at a slight limp with his leg braces. he's pretty unusually small for an adult human, and kind of odd-looking at that, but you'd think he thinks of himself at least as tall as riptide by the look he directs up at the cybertronian as soon as he spots him. miles gives him an acid grin. ]
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Ah, Riptide. I trust you received my voicemail?
[ you're boned riptide abort ABORT ]