There's no rebuff, though his demeanor and body language are already closed-off to start. It seems impossible for Miguel to dial down the intense look on his face even during casual chatter.

The surface appearance of the suit will not make much sense. It sits snug over his body, blinking softly with the activity of a dozen overlapping layers of nanotech. The texture was like a mix of smartphone screen and breathing skin rather than a fabric. There was no obvious weave, though there were a few proper seams here or there, hidden well away.

"All of that. And a few other features." The coldness in his voice loses its effect given the kind gesture he was willing to do for Dan, but he maintains it anyway. Miguel leaves the offer hanging in the air, lured away by the whistling of the tea kettle.

He opts to retrieve the hot water for them instead.