When Maximilian stood down and transformed back to his non-Hulked out state. He could see Quake visibly relax a little. She called down a Containment Module. He didn't like the look of it, reminded him of a padded cell for crazy people. He got in it and let them do whatever is they do. He didn't want to worsen his first encounter with his new home's authority than he already had. In a location he had no idea where he was interrogated by Quake.

He explained the situation back on Xadon his planet when it still existed. He explained why he came crashing through several buildings, turns out he killed quite a few humans on his way down. Recounting the deaths of his friends, family, and loved ones only made him feel even more alone, the ones he protected as they escaped to countless other universes he knew none of them. Even if they managed to find him he would not find a person he cared for. He was beginning to wonder why he even bother to escape the destruction, he had nothing here but pain. He shut down refusing to cooperate further. He could see that Quake was frustrated with his refusal but she didn't understand his pain, she never could. She would grow old and die around the same time as those she cares about most. She would never be afflicted with the curse to watch everyone she loves die over and over never growing old.

Quake eventually left the room grunting as she went. Maximilian didn't care what happened at this point. He would either be locked away until he died of old age if even possible, the planet died, or they found a need to use him as their weapon. Back home the war mongers didn't care about him, he was a living weapon that they manipulated into fighting for one side or the other, he was to blind and stupid to see it in his rage and guilt.