Miguel's deep, raspy voice echoed through his lab. His red eyes fixed the recruit with a withering glare as he yelled.

"Someone could've gotten hurt! You can't just--"

He caught sight of you in the doorway of his lab, and his words cut off.

"Hi, cariño," Miguel said through a soft smile. He made his way over to you. "Do you need something? Anything?"

"Are you... smiling?" The recruit interrupted, jaw slack with disbelief.

"Mind your business," Miguel snapped.

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