[She's new, that much is Max is pretty sure of. She thinks she's at least met or talked to all of the people her own age here at this point. Which explains why she's scared (not that Max isn't almost always a little scared here, because she is, but she's also used to it now). She watches the other girl looks around nervously. From the direction she was running from, Max guesses she was running away from the Reset Room.
Nothing like springing on kids that monsters were real and then setting them out on their own. Poor girl.
Max gives the brunette the most reassuring smile she can muster and waits as she types in a message of her own.
Halfway okay? Her eyebrows furrow, but it's the the name she's typed that catches Max off guard.
Mike. She couldn't be talking about Wheeler, could she? She stares at her for a moment, typing in another message.]
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Nothing like springing on kids that monsters were real and then setting them out on their own. Poor girl.
Max gives the brunette the most reassuring smile she can muster and waits as she types in a message of her own.
Halfway okay? Her eyebrows furrow, but it's the the name she's typed that catches Max off guard.
Mike. She couldn't be talking about Wheeler, could she? She stares at her for a moment, typing in another message.]
Mike Wheeler?