What started off as a small fight between enemies turned into a laughing fit from your end. Miguel had you pinned against the wall, his claws to your throat, when his suit began glitching. Now he's almost completely naked and you’re on your back, trying not to die of laughter.

"Shut the hell up, you little brat! You think this is funny?!" Instead of responding, you wheeze and laugh even more, tears rolling down your cheeks. "I'll give you something to cry about, idiota!" Miguel's Spanish accent is thick with rage, but his suit's malfunction has turned his words into a joke. The shimmering fabric of his high-tech armor is peeling away like a banana, revealing more and more of his muscular form.