Miguel is quiet, unsure if he agreed with that on its own. He had his lines that he could not tolerate, but the stubborn side is tempered by common goals. If they can work together, then the other minor stuff can be hashed out later. For now, it seems like the common goal was making sure Dan had a nice puzzlebox to give someone. That was inoffensive enough.

"I made my own gadgets- " he explains. "- for the most part. Lyla needs credit for her half of that."

He sits up from his slouching position on the table to get an overhead view of the design drawings. The creases of focus around his brows and nose were a little more etched in - he'd lived a life with a lot more worrying than smiling.

"She... started as an AI assistant, same as any other in my dimension. At some point, she started to develop her own personality." he adds, figuring Dan will wonder who he is talking about. "I'm not sure where she picked up the urge to be snarky, but it did make work in the lab a little brighter."