"Well, I'm not going to use you, Max. I'm just doing shit with you. You ever think like, I don't know, I'm being a dick or whatever, just tell me. Cause we talk and communicate. That's what friends do. So many people don't get that, that-that you just -- just talk." And yet, Peter couldn't fucking do it with him. He wouldn't have the same issues with Max, they would share. Tell each other stuff. Maybe hug more. Max was good at that. Hugging. He had a strange solidness that felt comforting and safe.
He picked his car, checked it had a satnav inside and then gestured to it.
"That one. Show me what you got, Max." He was genuinely excited, watching with great interest because the things Max could do were amazing.
Max moved close, some sparks going from his hand to the car door. "I'm just jacking the OBD board." Pretty standard stuff, things he'd done before. But this was different, obviously. He looked at Harry. Talking and communicating. "It's all in me. Or maybe everything is outside me. I can feel what it's doing. I can guide it. I know what electricity does, I understand it. I am it, now, so I just... Make it work my way."
The car sprung to life and Max opened the door, holding it for Harry. "Do you want to drive?"
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He picked his car, checked it had a satnav inside and then gestured to it.
"That one. Show me what you got, Max." He was genuinely excited, watching with great interest because the things Max could do were amazing.
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The car sprung to life and Max opened the door, holding it for Harry. "Do you want to drive?"