That one instance of pure silence told Nikolai everything he needed to know. Miguel was illegal. Like mentioned before, it really didn't matter to him. It wasn't like Mexicans were stealing all the jobs for real. They were doing the things other people were too stuck up to do. He could relate.
When Miguel emerged from the suite's bathroom with the smaller bin, he seemed to automatically get the same idea the other had and used it to start depositing his bits of glass in.
He smiled almost lopsidedly when Miguel produced a picture from his pocket. His family, huh? Yeah, another thing he could relate too. Nik glanced towards the door on reflex then just focused on the glass, "/You have no idea... There's going to be a lot of lawsuits. Personal injury cases and... Wrongful death. Everyone's going to be under the magnifying glass./"
Lucky? Yeah. Right. Lucky. "/You want 'em? I wouldn't mind being an only child for a little while./" Or a really long time. After all the shit that had gone down today, he really just wanted to be an only child so he could have secrets again.