A couple months ago, [Miles says, waving a hand dismissively.] It's no big deal. The Swarm healed the stab wound, which I'm actually kind of bummed about, because having a lightsaber wound would be the most badass thing kid-me could ever imagine.

[Then he looks a bit sheepish.] I kind of...called his grandfather a punk-ass bitch. And he took exception to that. I'm right, though.

[He sighs.] Heather's teaching me how to meditate, so that's helping...but I guess it's not helping too much when I get this pissed-off.