After giving Miguel room to allow for that punch, Din circled him one more time. For the most part, his stance was correct. Which, considering the fact that Miguel had not received any formal training was impressive. "I think the only note I have for you," he began, gently touching Miguel's hand and slowly turning it to adjust it properly, "Is the position of your fist."
Din now stood directly in front of Miguel, gesturing for him to repeat the action. "Now I want you to throw a punch at me and I'll see if I can block it." And if he did manage to land that punch - which was likely, knowing that Miguel had enhanced speed - Din would be able to determine just how much he'd have to adapt his own skills against his friend. "Here, aim for my shoulder, just in case."