Week 6, Post-Trial: Max

[withsadness]

[Mary sighs as she comes to sit down next to Max. I'm just gonna say he's still by the switch even if he's not playing because I don't know where else to put them. Look, it's fine. Anyway her wings are out now, since all that's been revealed so there's no point in hiding anymore.]

Did it hurt pretty bad?

[She gestures toward his arm. And any of his other misc. injuries.]

You know...

[Don't say it, Mary. Please.]

When you fell from Heaven?

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[concertmaster]

[ again, smirking at the first part, because #mood ]

Who knows? You might as well ask everybody you want. The worst thing they can do is reject the offer because they've got other shit to do.