Although it probably went unnoticed by Xiao Yu, Milo appreciated Yi Long's silence, this was hardly the time and place for his snide remarks. She still seemed a little weak, and had issues standing when she did get up out of the chair. He caught her as she fell, landing into his arms somewhat comfortably. She felt warm, and although he was definitely worried about her well being, he enjoyed her touch. Straightening himself out, he wrapped his arm around her, helping her walk along while also holding her close. Again, his attitude from earlier, in her apartment flared up.<br/><br/><br/>"Hey, Yi Long, make some way for us? You aren't needed, I can handle this." He felt a small smirk crossing his face again as he started helping himself out, with Xiao Yu in tow.<br/><br/><br/>With little problems on his way back out, he helped her every time she tripped, feeling the tunnels warm up slowly as they started getting closer to the open world.<br/><br/><br/>"Dove, you doing okay? Do you need to go home? I can take you if you'd like." The gesture was innocent, and he hoped it came across that way, even though he wouldn't have said no to a little more passion.