Well. It's a habit, and a bad one, getting undressed and leaving things where they lie. But it's certainly not the worst habit in the world - and Miles would like to think that he knows that for a fact, since he's two years and seven months sober. Before ... well, the easiest way to put it is that he hadn't been at his best. Things are ... better now, and looking up, and he's looking forward to finding out how content he can be.

While he thinks 'it could be your home, too', but he bites the comment back, nodding his agreement. Boundaries. It's the first time they've done this, and there are obviously going to be boundaries. He can accept them. As with most things, this would become easier in time - so natural and normal that it would all happen without thinking, or worrying.

"Oh, yeah, of course", he answers, pointing back into the closet, which is, surprisingly, arranged very particularly. "Second shelf. They'll probably all be a bit big, but I think you'll manage."