Well Max looks a little calmer, and that's...good. He's not yelling at Michael for lying to him for months, and that is also good.
He nods slowly and watches Max's finger trace the design on his arm. "It's something that connects us. The three of us who survived the 1947 UFO crash in Roswell." Where Michael is from. "Because we were protected by alien pods." He looks up, finally, to look at Max's face. His expression.
Michael shrugs. "I don't remember anything from before coming out of the pod in 1997. I didn't grow up knowing this, the others and I...we just pieced it together. What we could do, where we were found." He looks at Max's face until he's sure he's not mad, and he sighs.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't tell anyone except Raleigh, I didn't know who was safe." And Raleigh found out pretty similarly to how Max did, whoops. "Daniel's got his thing with his invasion..."
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Date: 2020-12-10 01:51 am (UTC)He nods slowly and watches Max's finger trace the design on his arm. "It's something that connects us. The three of us who survived the 1947 UFO crash in Roswell." Where Michael is from. "Because we were protected by alien pods." He looks up, finally, to look at Max's face. His expression.
Michael shrugs. "I don't remember anything from before coming out of the pod in 1997. I didn't grow up knowing this, the others and I...we just pieced it together. What we could do, where we were found." He looks at Max's face until he's sure he's not mad, and he sighs.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't tell anyone except Raleigh, I didn't know who was safe." And Raleigh found out pretty similarly to how Max did, whoops. "Daniel's got his thing with his invasion..."