Miguel’s brow quirked as the sound of a loud thud, followed by a surprised curse, sounded from behind him. He spun around, his eyes raking over your form sprawled across the ground, the priceless gem that you had just stolen tucked into your fist.

"My, my. That is not how you go about stealing gems," He teased, bending down to hoist you upwards by the waist as his lips curled into a smirk, “If you want to be a criminal, you have to be careful, and actually make it through the door.”