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Oh, good, Aaron left. Max was in the clear for the rest of the night, pending Eris having a breakdown. The leech was keeping his composure well enough by now, at least as far as Max could tell from a quick glance over, but he [i]was[/i] talking to Ryner, and there was no telling how he'd crack behind closed doors. So annoying. Max had to actually talk to him too, because trusting Eris' judgement alone on the matter seemed like a recipe for disaster. Best case scenario, Varis secretly thinks Eris is a mere eight out of ten and Eris was overreacting. Worst case, Cinnamon has some master plan to fuck Eris - and worse, Max by extension - over. 

Once Ryner vacated the scene, Max calmly returned to Eris' side, announcing his arrival rather bluntly by disassembling the gauntlet still wrapped around the vampire's forearm and levitating it back to himself. He shifted his arm a bit to test the new weight once it clicked back into place. One of the bolts was off. Max flashed a quick scowl as he pressed it correctly into place with his thumb. He was slipping - maybe he was more tired than he thought.

[color=8585ad]"What's the plan? I think your hot date just took off,"[/color] Max thumbed toward the departing car offhandedly as he spoke, [color=8585ad]"so I take it you're headed to the dorm with me. You gonna change into your nice red panties to chase after him and ignore the elephant in the room or are we gonna [i]talk[/i] when we get there?"[/color] He leveled a solid gaze at Eris to get his point across; he didn't particularly want his - concern was too sentimental of a word, but it was what he had to work with at this point - to be blown off as apathetic commentary.

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