Oh, this is a turn of events. Turns out the scientist is a rather stocky individual with HUGE arms. Maxwell raises his eyebrows and looks down at his own arms. Hmm, they're about the same size. That's honestly really surprising. Maxwell is so much bigger than normal people, its not common to find anyone with limbs coming anywhere close to his size. Completely ignoring his ranting, Maxwell nods his head. Rather impressive that, honestly. Odd thing to be impressed by, but come on, when you're like Maxwell, you've really got to take your likenesses with other humans when you can get them. 

But anyway, back to the topic at hand. Little arguing guy right in front of him. "Yeah, I did hit your ship! It was on TOP of me. What else was I supposed to do?" Maxwell states this VERY obvious line of though. Ships on top of him, ship needs to go. "And I survived that crash because I'm made of just a wee bit sterner stuff than most people, including, Im assuming, you." His voice gets a bit lower near the end of that statement. Its not exactly a threat, but ey, when you've lived a life of violence like Maxwell has, things like this just have a tendency to happen. 

What's this dudes problem anyway? If he built a ship capable of traversing through space, shouldn't it have like, self repairing nanomachines or something? He'll be the first to admit, Maxwell doesn't know all that much about science. His origin world wasn't that scientifically advanced, and he only knows what he picked up through his travels. "Doesn't your ship just repair itself anyway? I mean, if you can travel through space quickly, it's gotta be pretty advanced, right?" He takes his helmet off, letting his hair out, and scratches the back of his head. "I mean, I'm fairly ignorant of all this "Future Science" stuff." 

"Also, you've got to be a lot tougher than you look, cause otherwise you'd not be insulting someone of my stature. I've beat the literal shit out of dudes for less than what you've said." He's gotta admit though, he respects someone who won't back down from a fight, even if it is incredibly stupid. "Yes, to answer your question, I am a "Bitch" of a god. I prefer the term paladin though, so I'd appreciate if you use it." Maxwell creases his eyebrows. He's not about to beat LeeRoy up yet, but he's also not quite a nice guy, and being referred to as a bitch is not something he takes kindly to. He's not above punching a nerd in the glasses.