"Bahahahaha! Oh man, that was awesome." Maxwell laughs profusely and wipes his eyes. Yep, there's a tear there. Honestly, that's not what he was expecting. He was expecting his head to go flying or something. Maybe after that he would loot the ship for some valuables. It's not the first time he's done something like that But no matter! What he just got to see happen was a hilarious scene of that dude rolling through the sand. Mm, priceless. Its actually really incredible that LeeRoy managed to survive that too. There aren't many things that can survive a full punch from Maxwell, and he'll be the first to tell you, he certainly didn't expect THAT guy to live. He looks decently tough for an average human, but certainly not anything greater than average. Maxwell rubs his impressively chiseled chin. "Maybe I underestimated you, Scientist," He mumbles to himself. 

Now, there is a crucial decision to make here. Maxwell could either A: Apologize to LeeRoy and offer his help. (Not gonna happen.) Or he could B: Go to LeeRoy, say he underestimated him, and try to come to a mutual understanding so that they both dont die out in the middle of the fucking desert. Hmmm. Neither of them are honestly very appealing. Admitting he's wrong? Fuck that noise.

Maxwell shrugs his shoulders and begins to walk towards the ship. It's whatever really. It's either join up with LeeRoy, or have a considerably more likely chance of dying out in the middle of a metric asston of sand. And right now, Maxwell hates sand more than he hates LeeRoy. He definitely at least dislikes LeeRoy though. I mean, did you hear what all he said to him?! Ridiculous. He totally insulted Maxwell's god, and that's a grievous charge. However, Maxwell just almost literally knocked LeeRoy's block off, so he figures they're even. He'll call it that anyway, cause having to deal with more arguing is more of a pain in the ass than Maxwell is willing to go through. And after looking at LeeRoy, he figures that dude could do a whole lot more arguing before getting tired. 

So hopefully the two grown ass men will realize that more arguing is stupid, let bygones be bygones, and not make even more of a mess than they're already in. Maxwell slips his gauntlet back on and continues walking towards LeeRoy, who is walking towards the ship, calling out to him.

"Hey! That was really impressive, surviving that punch. I'm prideful, but not stupid. So how about we call it there and see about getting out of this fucking desert?" He swears to god though, if he makes a comment about 'Oh, backing down already?' or something, LeeRoy's gonna get the slip slapped out of him. Again.