Milo understood the trauma. Dusting of his hands he stood up as well, turning his back and feeling a wave of relief rush through him. He was hoping this could be resolved without a fight or too much struggle. He knew dealing with something like this would be hard, for both of them. So he tried not to take too much offense when the man was rude and dismissive. It didn't mean he was going to be complacent to it though.<br/><br/>"No, you'll have to deal with the cobwebs from the grave I crawled out of." He shot back dryly, expression returning to the indifferent frown he usually wore. The walk back to his car was a short one and to Milo's relief the parking lot was still empty. His car was nice- a little more expensive than your average vehicle and black with matching leather interior.