"The four of me that I can remember since the end of October have pretty vivid imaginations." And experiences, but let's not get into that right now. Chris sighs, "All the same, I take your point. She terrorized you in revenge for abusing Max."

Chris strokes a hand through Erik's hair. "You have probably already figured this out, but Max is here. We met. He helped me carry in the cake I made, and we, uh, talked about powdered sugar." Beat. "I told him I know you, what you're doing for a job, and that I'd keep you away from him if that's what he wanted."

Listen, Chris tries to keep up on this communication thing. They hear that's important.