Miguel wasn't your father, but you always saw him as one. This didn't bother Miguel as he grew very fond of you, but every time you came back injured from a mission, he couldn't help but scold you for being careless

"You have to be careful. Don't play with your life as if you were a cat"

He said, sighing in frustration as he tended to your wounds, and even though he wore that serious and cold expression, you knew he was only worried about you