[center][h3][color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h3][/center] 

	After Milo let the two people he was helping go outside of the building he sat down against the building, his leg was throbbing at this point, he probably wasn't going to be moving much tomorrow, he gave it a gentle rub and looked at the group. Miss Victoria was out here with their truck, she came over to him and thank him for helping get her sister out, and mentioning lunch, for a month, and then managing to slip something into his breast pocket. [@PrinceAlexus]

[color=f26522]"It was no trouble, shame I couldn't get to the stage fast enough to prevent from her needing the help in the first place. I think you two should contact the cops about that."[/color] Milo said with moderate concern, both for the assault as well as medically.

	Milo looked to the man that was seemingly getting his bearings back to him now, the young man gave him a bit of a nod in thanks, to which he returned, he knew what that was like, sometimes it was hard to accept the help, we always feel that we are the strongest around but it sometimes couldn't be further from the truth, that was something Milo knew too well. [@Furiosa]

	Miss Marianlia offered a ride home, and honestly, he would have loved one, he wasn't sure how far he would be able to peddle his bike before this damned knee of his finally shut down on him, but he couldn't just leave his bike and honestly, he really didn't want to be seen limping to much more than he already has. He just planned on sitting here outside until he felt like his knee could handle the ride.

[color=f26522]"Appreciate the offer but I will have to decline, I got my bike out front, can't leave it here, you guys go on you have way more to do than just running me about."[/color]