He looks at her, but he doesn't really see her for a moment, lost as he is in his terror. He thought he'd put it behind him, Trager's dead, Walker's dead, Billy's dead and that one was directly on Miles, he's a murderer, oh God...

Tears are beginning to leak out of his eyes, but he wills the nanites back, and he shakes with pain as they're re-absorbed, biting his lip until it bleeds, trying not to make a sound. If he makes a noise, if his clothes rustle, if he breathes too loud, they'll have him. He's still shaking, clearly not quite in the present.