Max had to laugh, caught off-guard. Harry often did that. He could never quite predict what he'd say next. The sound of his laughter was audible in the room. He hadn't known that it would be.

With more finesse by now, he froze the video recording Harry. Started to loop it instead. He wasn't sure what the plan would be, so this seemed safest. He appeared, slowly, at first only an outline forming. Skeletal more than anything.

"I don't know if I like the new digs, boss."

He had to be honest there.