"Ronon Dex," Max repeated after Ronon had introduced himself. "The IOA says you're a person of interest since you aren't from Earth. I'm supposed to interview you and then determine if you should be allowed to stay here or not." Shaking her head, she shifted. "I'm not gonna, though. If Colonels Jackson and Sheppard think you're good enough to be here, then I'm not going to say anything about it. Anyway, I'm beginning to think the IOA has no idea what really goes on here."
She stopped talking and chewed on her bottom lip, unsure of what else she could possibly say. Having someone be nice to her there was something new and she didn't quite know how to respond to it. However, when Ronon let go of her hand and made his offer, she looked up at him.
"Thanks," Max said before she offered him a small smile. "I'll have to remember that the next time someone strings something of mine from a light or from the ceiling of the gym. I actually broke a couple of those sticks trying to get my bag down yesterday."