Matching the eyeroll, he falls in line with the taller man, trying not to think on how natural it had become to wander the station with him. As Kovacs asks about the crew, Miller realizes that they're friends. That he even sort of trusts Kovacs. This is the worst day ever. Especially since now he has to be nice.

"I don't call them anything, alright? ...But out of everyone on this pathetic excuse for a space station, they probably know what they're talking about. We could've been dead in the water when that gravity shit happened." See how he refuses to take any credit for that, still? Even though he'd saved Alex and kept a fair few people alive while they were extracting space debris from the rings. "So yeah. I trust them."

Miller looks down at his boots while he walks, hands shoved in jumpsuit pockets until he can feel the surface of Julie's beads. Without them, he never meets Julie. But that hasn't happened for him yet. All he can do is try to get them out of here so he can die in peace.