Miles was in enough of a panic with his own roof caved in. They couldn't stay here, and he really had to leave.
"I... you..." fuck!
He could see how frightened she was, but as the smoke started to get worse, he dragged her out the door, remembering at the last second to take the broom that was just inside the door.
At her impassioned plea, he looked around. People were running towards the centre of town, with a few casting Aguamenti spells and aiming them at the flames around town.
He could see the fear in her eyes, even as he felt the heat from the flames around his thick death eater robes. He wanted her safe, and as far away as possible. "Can you put out the flames?" he said, hoping she could muster up the simplest of water spells.
"If not, you should head to the field hospital - they might need your help later." He hoped not, but they would never say no to some help from an able witch. He pointed to the direction of where the field hospital was, hoping it wasn't under siege as well.
He kissed her hard, wishing he could keep her safe, and close. "I have to go." It was hard, and he really didn't want to leave her, but he had no choice.