As Din adjusted his hand, Miguel watched and took note of how it looked and how it felt. "Just the fist?" he asked, dropping out of the pose before slowly running through the motions once more and hopefully getting his fist in the right position.
And then Din wanted him to punch his shoulder? Miguel raised an eyebrow at the request, but then reasoned that the other man knew what he was doing, and wouldn't have asked otherwise. Still, he didn't want to break his friend's bones.
"Your shoulder, okay." And then he nodded to let Din know to be ready. Miguel's aim was good, and he swung a punch directly at Din's shoulder, pulling the punch at the last second.