[ Letting out a deep breath, Baby shakes his head. ]
That's who Baby is. The cars, the police chases, the music. Almost never talking, to anyone, in fear of showing myself too much. The stealing, the danger, the adrenaline. That's all he is.
[ That's all Baby is. All he's known, and good for. That's all the name means, at this point.
Which is why he turns back to Jo, and, heart beating in his throat, says: ]
Miles. That's my real name, Miles. Maybe it's who I should be try to be.
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That's who Baby is. The cars, the police chases, the music. Almost never talking, to anyone, in fear of showing myself too much. The stealing, the danger, the adrenaline. That's all he is.
[ That's all Baby is. All he's known, and good for. That's all the name means, at this point.
Which is why he turns back to Jo, and, heart beating in his throat, says: ]
Miles. That's my real name, Miles. Maybe it's who I should be try to be.