It's an unfortunately effective attempt, because Miles has to grab hold of his older self's arm just to keep himself balanced until he gets that stick properly braced, and damn he managed to put weight on his broken leg for just a second and it hurts like a son of a bitch. He hisses back, trying to swat the bottle out of his double's hand just on principle.

"I'm the one springing -- seriously?" Before he was embarrassed and a little exasperated, but now he's indignant and angry. "You're one to talk about springing! How is a -- a frigging sexual revelation worse than what you did? You destroyed everything we've ever worked for!"