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Eris' logic made no sense to Max sometimes. He didn't see how Cinnamon knowing what he was up to would be advantageous, but if Eris was going to give him a license to act openly and not have to sneak around, he wasn't going to protest. Plus, that meant he was allowed to act suspicious when he was asking under the guise of just being bad at the information gathering game. As for the second question, he really didn't know where to start with that. Clone-Eris didn't give him much, and Max couldn't figure out the significance of the things he did leak anyway. Something about his family? He didn't even know who those people were, Ismene and - fuck, what was the other one's name? Antagonism? - aside.

[color=8585AD]"I learned you can't direct worth a fuck,"[/color] The mage replied flatly, [color=8585AD]"He did bring up little illusions of what I'm assuming was your family, but I had no idea who the fuck those people were. Other than that, your clone was reveling in the attention I was giving it too much to get flustered and start spilling secrets."[/color] He wrinkled his nose in distaste, [color=8585ad]"Except for when he got weird at the end."[/color]

He really hoped that was the test talking and not Eris. Sentimental headpatting did [i]not[/i] need to become part of their usual routine. Eris wasn't the worst leech to coexist with - a fact he'd never admit out loud - but anything more than that was flagrantly ignoring the fundamental incompatibility between vampires and people. 

Max leveled an accusatory scowl at the vampire after a moment. [color=8585ad]"I think the fake was nicer than you are."[/color] 
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