[These are the lanterns for that girl's birthday? He hadn't been expecting anything quite like this, and despite himself, Miles has wandered out of the shelter to take a better look, cradling a tea cup in his hand. It's funny. Though the sight is beautiful, he's feeling strangely nostalgic.]
[Maya and Wright would have liked to see this. He's glad they aren't here--but he finds himself silently hoping that they were alright.]