"Only a spirit of bad timing," he answers wryly, thinking rapidly. "I'm as human as you." His fingers tap restlessly against one leg even as he stands pressed back against the wall under the vent. Should he be trying to break through her apparent disinformation? To enlighten her about the wider universe? It's certainly what Miles would do normally, if this weren't at least partly a farce, and he decides it can't hurt. Lying is best done with truth and consistency; he plans to be an irreverent little shit during the interrogation and he may as well start now.

The fact that perpetuating widespread, propagandized ignorance leaves him cold doesn't hurt in his decision making, either.

"What would you say, my newly acquainted co-captive, if I said that I was willing to make a trade with you?"

Unknowing to Kitty, Miles needs no guilting at all. He's already eyeing the vent and wondering if he can squeeze through there, so as to take her with him during his inevitable escape. He didn't miss the little hint that she's likely to be useless with whatever weapon their rescuing Dendarii could provide her... Should he try to spring them both and run out to meet them? Miles isn't the type to sit and wait for his backup. But he does want to go to that interrogation. Hmmm.