The only reason I was trying to get out of there was that I knew if I went much longer, I'd probably end up killing a soldier. Or three.

[ He's not trying to sound like a horrible braggart, here, but he is prone to being dramatic -- but mostly he knows himself, and knows just how frustrated he's been, how desperate for an excuse he's been for months now to just really take someone and break them apart in every sense of the word. He's fine, though. He'll be fine.

And he is quite pointedly not putting Miles down. ]

What about my second rescue? [ Mostly playing around, of course -- but hey, he'll use what leverage he has. Literal leverage, even! ]