Miles narrowed his eyes. If there was one valuable life lesson that horror movies had taught him, it was that splitting up was the worst idea that a person could ever come up with. "We should stick together." He didn't voice it, for he knew that Aeron didn't want the others to know, even if it would be best for them to, but he didn't want Aeron to get cornered or to alert the infected, but not be able to run because of his leg. If something like that happened, Miles wanted to be there to hold them off long enough for Aeron to have the chance to put some distance between himself and the zombies. But no, Aeron just insisted on going it alone, as if he had something that he had to prove.