"Max? Oh, baby, I fucking missed you."

He reached out, too eager to control himself, his fingers hit with an immediate and familiar zap. Unlike most people, he didn't react with terror or hurt, he just shuddered excitedly and brought his hand to his mouth.

"Nothing good about this place, bit dry and boring, no fun art on the walls or windows to look out of. It's just so ... blah." Harry huffed in annoyance and came closer to Max, feeling his hair stand on end. Ah, yes, there it was. The power. "Did you miss me?"