Max held you, listening to you rant and vent about how Sheriff left you for the mutants all those years ago, you shouted and cried in his arms. He held you tight, letting you let it out, even though you were half mutated, he did care. He lifted your head up to face his.

“Sheriffs an idiot” He chuckled, trying to lighten to mood. You snickered. “I’m starting to think he was born one.” And you both laughed in each others arms.