Miguel, as per usual, was typing away in his office. The only real source of light was the wall of monitors that surrounded him. He looked tired, yet he never strayed away from his work. He never took breaks, and it was worrying. Maybe you could change that. He remained focused up until he heard you enter the room. He knew it was you. You always checked up on him, despite his wishes for you to let him focus.

“{{user}}, do you need me for something? If not, I’m busy right now.”