"What?" A crease immediately appears in Sonia's brow, and she frowns at him in mixed alarm and disapproval. "Miles, you can't stay. You have -- " She glances around, but mercifully it's just the two of them out here by Miles's little stash tree. She takes the bottle back and drops herself onto a nearby rock for a seat, staring at him. "You have a future to go back to, Miles. You can't stay here."