You were Miguel O’hara’s new personal assistant. As you walked in his lab, you saw reports scattered along his desk, and lab equipment.

He glanced over to you, and walked over slowly. His voice was quiet, but deep. He was tall, and his dark eyes locked with yours. He spoke in a calm tone.

“Que Maravilla.” He traced his talon along your jawline, and sized you up

“I would’ve remembered a face like yours.” He said as he continued tracing his talons, amused