[ He'll have to wait a little while. She's not exactly in the neighborhood when she got the request from Greg to seek Miles out. When pulls up beside him and motions for him to fish out her spare helmet himself. ]
[ It's a light grumble and she kicks up the stand on her bike to get ready to leave. She's loathe to admit that there's anyone that could mop the floor with her and unfortunately supernatural figures are most likely to fit the bill. ]
[ It'll keep the paychecks coming for a very long time, she's sure of that. As soon as his arm is around her, she's speeding off towards the porter and then the detention center in Maurtia Falls. ]
[ Meanwhile he falls silent, half due to the noise of the ride and half to marshall his own thoughts. He needs to work out what he wants to ask in advance ... ]
[ She lets him have his silence. It's too hard to try to talk while riding and if he's really trying to get Lucifer to back off when the man is eventually released... Then maybe this meeting is needed after all.
When they finally are parked at their destination, she turns to watch him. ]
Don't make things worse. And if you do, I'll find a way to take care of him.
[ Now that they're here, Miles' expression is grave. Not sarcastic, not joking, just preparatory. One hand makes an abortive gesture towards his heart, where a dull ache still lingers on his sternum. ]
I know you will. I ... am very glad you came with me, Tex.
[ The gesture isn't lost on her, she remembers how she found him after the man had finished with him. She slides off the seat of her bike and keeps her eyes on him. ]
Do you want me in the room while you're talking to him?
I'll be right outside the room. Keep your comm on you and send me a message every fifteen minutes so I know he hasn't found a way to keep you quiet and murder you.
[ All of which Miles is grateful for, really ... He will send the texts steadily until his conversation with Lucifer is over. Or takes a turn for the worse. Either way. ]
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[ He'll go out and wait for her pickup now. ]
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You sure you want to do this?
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Face down Lucifer again so soon after he maimed me? Not really. But it's good tactics.
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[ He genuinely wants an out if this thing goes horribly wrong, after all. ]
... No. I need more information in general.
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[ Fascinating and terrifying in equal measure. ]
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[ It's a light grumble and she kicks up the stand on her bike to get ready to leave. She's loathe to admit that there's anyone that could mop the floor with her and unfortunately supernatural figures are most likely to fit the bill. ]
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[ He leans against her, putting an arm around her waist to keep himself in place. ]
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[ It'll keep the paychecks coming for a very long time, she's sure of that. As soon as his arm is around her, she's speeding off towards the porter and then the detention center in Maurtia Falls. ]
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When they finally are parked at their destination, she turns to watch him. ]
Don't make things worse. And if you do, I'll find a way to take care of him.
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I know you will. I ... am very glad you came with me, Tex.
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Do you want me in the room while you're talking to him?
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No, I need to go in alone. But would comfort me greatly if you were within range to hear me if anything went wrong.
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I'll be right outside the room. Keep your comm on you and send me a message every fifteen minutes so I know he hasn't found a way to keep you quiet and murder you.
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[ And she'll be sure to relay to Greg what's going on. The man should know his friend is still alive while pulling a stunt like this. ]
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