Talking to a criminal was one thing, but working with one wa-- -aaugh, screw this. Miles shakes his head clear of his mumbo-jumbo thoughts, looking up at Shelly steadily, now.

....Criminality? What did that matter, here, in the legal sense? Anyone that hasn't harmed another person - or wasn't planning to - yet should be good enough. He was the son of a lawyer, but he'd have to learn to judge people on things other than those laws...

But back to the topic.

"I'm a lot smaller compared to other people.. I don't have a very good reach, and my physical strength isn't great, either... I plan to learn it, but I'm not sure if it will do me much good.."