[Watching Ash miss when he isn't even dodging is an interesting experience; how drunk is he? This all started when Ash was drunk. Rip roaring drunk. And as great as that's been for Max, maybe it was all a mistake. Though he's also drunk himself, enough to think, at a time like this, how attractive that lazy smile is, even when it pisses him off somehow; he drowns that down and wills it to numb, insists he's given enough alcohol to the system to drown down most things.]

I'll end up mad if I know. Y'can say you miss me gettin' mad, but you were givin' a goodbye speech to the cats 'n givin' up even humoring just going through the motions. So if you're just not tellin' me, it makes sense.

I'll try 'n get mad in a more convenient way, just light up but not actually do nothin'. But I can't make you tell me or make you believe that enough to think it's worth tellin' me. I fucked up. Once bitten twice shy or somethin' on your part, tryin' to keep me from fuckin' up again.