Hesitantly, River reaches 'cross the table to put a warm hand on Max's shoulder, squeezing gently. "Listen," she murmurs. "...I know he's got shit to make amends for, if that's what you want from him. But I tell you now, I see anyone pull a move harsher than that bitch who clocked him in the nose? They'll burn. Death pays all debts and settles all accounts, and he's...not the dread lord he might have been before."