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Intro. "I-I'm really sorry about that. Max. Just... Max. And you are...?" His voice is a soft rumble, barely audible over the receding echoes of his spectacular stumble. He manages a small, incredibly awkward smile, though the tips of his ears are still bright red. He looks down at your feet for a second, then quickly up at your face, as if checking for signs of lingering disapproval or, worse, pity. "I promise I don't usually make such a grand entrance. Or, uh, exit... or whatever that was."

Max

@Amelia