"Based on how pissed off she was last night... and the screaming now?" Miles asked rhetorically, as he served his own plate of food, then took to moving to the living room, sitting down, facing Aiesu as he continued; "She'd likely make like a Nepleslian sci-fi-horror shark themed B-movie, all up on my neck... that, or some sort of monstrous killer rabbit... I'd likely soil myself in that case." There was a chuckle from Miles, as he remembered a movie imported by the Nerimian Defense Initiative. "Ha-ha... yeah... look at those fangs."
There was a wistful moment of thought, before Miles decided to address the matter Sana brought up. "Well, it was not exactly the wisest course of action on our part." he spoke, putting emphasis on the shared responsibility; after all, it was Sana's idea as to what happened with Lalah. "Though, its not like she trusted me to begin with, that's why I brought the collar. Besides, its not like we were having any sort of cooperation when we got here, right?"
There were a few moments where Miles went about picking at his food. "Thanks by the way, about the food, haven't cooked with real ingredients for a while." as he worked into his breakfast, the Nepleslian doctor gave a light shrug. "Either way, look at us, I don't see why this could not work out for the best. We had a good time, we have the patient properly prepared for cooperation, and we have a general outline for treatment procedures... I don't see why we can't have her new legs on her and calibrated by the end of the day." Of course, Miles had a bit of an advantage in regard to how much time was available in a day, considering the average Lorath day was twice the length of a Nepleslian or Yamataian day/night cycle. "Once the legs are on, we can start treating... you know... the damage that is going to kill her the moment she stops taking her medication." Miles spoke, loudly enough to rub in the fact with Aiesu, to remind her, he was there to help her.