“...I-It’s not okay... What if he died?” Miles frowned as he opened his hands to look down at his wounded palms. “I want to see dad...”

“But what if...?” Miles pulled his hands away as he shook his head. “It was nothing... Just an accident..”

“...Sure. But only because I have to wait to see dad.” He huffed as he slowly stood up.

A.M.U may be safe. But the haunting image and prints from Carnage lingered within the halls and the destroyed entrance. Draven clearly wasn't his priority anymore at this point. 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 was.

“Okay...” Extending his arms up to her, he waits to be lifted.

He clung to her, resting his head on her shoulder. After everything he was exhausted, but each time he closed his eyes he saw /it/.

// I’m so bad at drawing that it looks like a kid’s drawing. :’)

Hearing heavy footsteps, the boy lifted his head to glance around until he spotted his father sprinting towards him and Vivian. “Dad!”

It’s a good thing Miles didn’t blow up the facility on accident. He would’ve hated recreating what happened to his parents.

He shook his head before nuzzling into his father’s neck as he clung to him now. He won’t worry him about the burns. “I’m fine, dad. It’s you that I’m worried about! You shouldn’t be running around... You need to be resting.”

“You scared me earlier... I thought he was going to take you away from me... Now you’re running around as if nothing had happened..”

“...and who’s supposed to keep you safe? I could’ve helped you, dad.. I just got scared and froze..”

“I’m fine.. I just would feel a lot better if you would lay down. Maybe we can both go lay down.” He won’t speak about what he did to the drawing on accident nor the fact that he was still very much afraid in hopes of keeping Draven calm and relaxed.

Miles won’t be sleeping tonight. There’s a red monster around that knows his name.

Normally Draven would stay with him, but he has his own kids to check on... He may not be capable of sleeping, but he would enjoy the company.

He appreciates it. Raven seems like a pretty badass aunt.

“I think I may pull out my halloween costume tomorrow and wear that. I need to protect you better this time.” He rested his head on his father’s shoulder and smiled.

“You’re my hero too! Bat-dad is my favorite superhero!” As they entered the room, he would gaze down at his palms and frown. “...One of my favorite drawings is gone. I need to make a new one soon.”