[His right hand managed to tangle in his collar, and as Miles pulled back, he shook himself free, trying to catch his breath.
He shrugged after a moment]
Perhaps it was. I suppose you could take it as a thanks, of sorts.
[And he steps away, settling himself down among the cushions of the sofa and reclining back on them. He wiggles his toes inside his socks, and rubs his hands together]
no subject
He shrugged after a moment]
Perhaps it was. I suppose you could take it as a thanks, of sorts.
[And he steps away, settling himself down among the cushions of the sofa and reclining back on them. He wiggles his toes inside his socks, and rubs his hands together]
That's a bit better.