"It was uh— it was Max." Of the Maximum variety. He has to have come up between them at some point, by now. She doesn't call him basically her brother in words, but it's obvious enough in the way she talks about him sometimes. "He won't hold it against me. Which. Makes it worse, actually."
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Daisy snorts, but—
"It was uh— it was Max." Of the Maximum variety. He has to have come up between them at some point, by now. She doesn't call him basically her brother in words, but it's obvious enough in the way she talks about him sometimes. "He won't hold it against me. Which. Makes it worse, actually."