Miles had been watching and listening since his first suggestion, nodding along to ideas that closely resembled his own and unapologetically rolling his eyes at others. And unlike Shane, there was a flicker of surprise or fear or both when Zeke slapped his gun down on the table. K9 was not the most well-adjusted group, and although close knit, Miles would not be surprised if any one of them were to snap; he crossed his arms, scowling, at the thought. Even himself. Thankfully, First Degree Donny brought the...discussion to a wrap before things could get even more heated. 

As the names were dropped, Miles looked between his partners as they interacted. They were both skilled in what they did, no doubt. However, Nobody was paranoid, and his communication barrier would be difficult to deal with. Borrealis was difficult to read, and he didn't want to worry about protecting the woman. Sighing at Nobody's welcoming gesture, the man stood and joined the two as she took charge. "[color=lightblue]Ah, search and destroy. Let's hope they're not thinking the same thing. Especially with freelancers in the mix, it's going to be difficult to spot anyone with ill intent,[/color]" he pointed out. "[color=lightblue]We should work under the assumption that...[/color]" he puased, frowning at Nobody. "[color=lightblue]That [i]some[/i] of our faces are known. Cover up.[/color]"