"Miles was a fighter ever since those elementary days. The kid that would cuss out the teacher before being dragged off to the principal's office, a "badass" so to speak. He mellowed out since those days of youth, now in his early thirties. His knees popped when he crouched now, his sinuses were awful every morning, his lungs got winded before completing the mile sprint - in other terms, he was getting old. That fighting spirit never left him though. After the cruise wrecked, he lost everything other than we he had on him that night; Being one of the unfortunate few to survive the wreck, he spent the first few days searching for his family. No such luck. He hasn't stopped weeks later. He does his best to keep his physical appearance clean in the event he gets a ticket home though, his family his primary drive to survive this hell."