Bab 96: Life or Death

(ARLO)

"Fucker." I glower at Miles. "I could have broken my arm."

Miles smirks. "Oh, well."

"I was almost forgetting. Why should I expect to be treated well by a low-life thug type?"

He rolls over and presents me with his back. "You aren't exactly an upstanding citizen."

I hesitate for a bit before replying to him. "Why aren't you sleeping? Shouldn't you be thinking of a way of getting us out of here?"

"I am thinking."

I should even be grateful that Miles is ignoring me instead of trying to kill me for how I treated him earlier. With us being trapped down here he could as easily do whatever he likes with me. He's more burly and tougher than me. Then again I don't have my cattle prod on me. If he wanted to make me suffer the way I made him suffer, he would have little trouble doing it.