He shook his head in response to her question. "I'll eat later," he said, and drank some more coffee. Definitely too sweet, he told himself, although he was still going to drink it all - you didn't waste food just because you didn't like the taste of it. He wondered if she stashed food anywhere, or if she was used to this place now.
"Having a chat, okay. But I'm not at the point where I don't look over my shoulder yet," Miguel admitted with a shrug. He did smile at the note-taking suggestion, though, and held out a hand. "Lyla, front and center," he said, and a little version of his holoagent appeared in the middle of his palm, notebook and pen in hand and with her glasses on.
"Hello, Miguel," she said, before turning to look at Sunila. "Hello, Sunila. How are you? I will be taking notes at certain points during your conversation with Miguel, if that is okay with you?"