"He said a lot about you, truth be told. All good."

Chris rubs at their chin. "About the being with me part... we're lovers, yes. We're also in a polycule." Chris reaches out and pats Max's free arm gently. Their tone is wry, "The island is still cursed, so 'everything' is overselling it... but Erik is relatively safe, you're just as safe... all these friends of yours, too."