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The Draconi’s remark about his piloting skills might’ve been a foolish thing to say, but Max had been goaded several times before and he wasn’t going to shoot him for being what he would call a ‘moron’; though the temptation to do so was obviously there given the temperament that the red-furred Novan tended to gravitate towards. Jake and Yara often criticized him for being too bold and impulsive and this was certainly a scenario that could have been defined as being a byproduct of those traits.

Max lowered the gun, with a smirk on his face. His tone less irate, yet a bit mocking; as if he did not believe his intentions were benevolent. [color=A56062]“If you want to help the ‘let with my [i]stolen[/i] medkit, bring it on over. I ain’t going to stop you.”[/color]