"Do whatever you want, man. You don't have to stick with me but we're friends, yeah? We have each other's backs. I want what you want so if you wanna go nuclear, just say the fucking word. I'm not attached to any of this shitty world." If he wanted to trash the whole of New York, Harry wouldn't miss a scrap of it. He had no fondness for this place, all it meant to him was betrayal and pain.

Harry pulled off towards Oscorp and double checked no security was on their tail before he slowed his speed a little. Just a little.

He raised his hand, rubbing at the patch of skin was was always open on his neck lately. The sores were painful - how did his dad live with them? "Oscorp just takes and takes. Like my dad. He takes from everyone. He took from you, didn't he? I saw that. No one else did, huh? Well, I did. Cause the schematics, for the power grid, they were submitted like a year ago to my dad and he has the files on his drive. Yet at Oscorp, new files, same shit - all in the name of Norman fucking Osborn."

Max was just as screwed as he was so he got it. The anger. The hate. It was good. A good emotion. "They screwed you, Max. That's gotta suck."