Myles -listens to many different tunes, keeps his eyes closed, wondering aimlessly through the woods-
Sweeney: Stares at Minx, hatred in his eyes. Nellie: Kisses his cheek gently. "It's okay... We might not have to kill this one."
Myles -reaches out catching Rosie before she could fall to the ground- Oh I'm sorry, excuse me miss -let's her go, walks around her-