The blow connects with a satisfying crack. Not the crack of bone, thankfully, but Miles staggers all the same, his vision blurring for a moment. Why can't this goddamn outsider use a stunner like a regular person, for fuck's sake? What is with all the beating? He could use it better if he could just ...

Oh. Right. Bleary as the hit left him, he manages to refocus on that stunner now carrying a smear of his own blood. This time he goes for Tarn's hand with the blade while grabbing for the stunner with his free hand. Just give him one good shot, goddammit. He'll never ask for anything else again.