[They're absolutely not judging him, but at the same time, he could at least try to be more subtle about it. There's one, particular shack on islet three- furthest from any other house and on a thin, triangular section of land, all by it's lonesome. Golden flowers have been placed in the soil out front, rectangular areas of upturned dirt proving that the act was deliberate.]
I'd suggest choosing another house to ransack, if you don't mind. I'd hate to have to draw a knife on you for real.
[Hey Max, how's things? They're dressed slightly differently than before, a woolen sweater rather than the long-sleeved shirt he'd dreamed them being adorned in- but then, that garment is hanging over their arm, still dripping.
That said, it's not like he won't recognize them.]
sort of a b/c- hey Max herd u and Tim were talkin shit
I'd suggest choosing another house to ransack, if you don't mind. I'd hate to have to draw a knife on you for real.
[Hey Max, how's things? They're dressed slightly differently than before, a woolen sweater rather than the long-sleeved shirt he'd dreamed them being adorned in- but then, that garment is hanging over their arm, still dripping.
That said, it's not like he won't recognize them.]