[ yes, miles certainly sees in tony someone of his intellect -- well, cleverness is a better term, maybe -- and he's even starting to feel friendly towards the man. miles does grant himself his paranoia, of course -- he's had enough insanely convoluted attempts on his life not to be -- but all in all, he likes tony so far. ]

Oh, I've seen my fair share of combat, but, uh, no, it's not really one of my strengths. But you know what they say... [ miles spreads his hands and grins. ] If you can't be seven feet tall, be seven feet smart.

[ miles' entire life philosophy, really, but that's the kind of outlook you grow into when you spend the first four years of your life in traction. he's good at it, too. ]