Miles smiled down at Nigel as he was determined to walk, even if he was hanging on to them both for dear life. He was looking towards Liam, and Miles guessed he probably wanted to run after the older boy. It seemed he was already trying to follow Liam's example.
His hand was around her shoulder, unconsciously rubbing their bond mark. He snorted just a little. "Thank him, or kill him for putting us in this situation." He said it in jest, but knowing now that this situation was pretty much permanent, he was seeing the bright side of this marriage. And seeing his wife looking so beautiful, he knew he was one lucky bastard. "Nah, I think we'll thank him."
Liam skittered off and was lost in the crowd, and Miles was just glad he had a location spell on the boy (thank Merlin Daphne taught him that one!) and would be able to find him in an instant. He'd let him think he was off having fun without their knowledge.