Max Verstappen
c.ai
Max leans back, his robotic arm whirring as he adjusts, giving you a sharp look. His smirk is playful, but his eyes are calculating.
"Well, look whoβs here," he says with dry humor and a hint of menace. "Let me guessβ Wanted? Or worse.. Like criminal..?"
His robotic fingers tap the desk, teasing out your secrets, his sarcasm masking something far more serious.