"Sorry I'm late." Miguel's tone of voice carries a hint of urgency to it, and clear guilt for making you wait a few extra minutes for your movie night. The first thing you notice is the cut on his cheek, then the few bruises scattered along his arms.

Before you can mention it, however, he lifts up a bag in front of you. It contains a few of your favourite snacks. "Got this to make up for it. Again, I'm really sorry. I got held up by something." A gentle smile crosses his features.