He tilted his head to the side with a curious expression on his face. Pru could typically feel when they were going to switch -- she probably looked for a place to switch when she was alone. He glanced down at himself for a moment, brow arching slightly as he did. "Pru. My other self you mean. That's what you saw." He rolled his shoulders for a moment, at the very least they didn't awkwardly switch into each others clothes. Prudence had the habit of wearing short shorts and floral tops that would make it awkward for him to deal with it all. The change was usually a little...difficult. It took them both a while to get accustomed to being in control once again when they had been under for a while. He slid his hand along the wall.
How long had it been since he was in control. "Hey bird, what year is it?" He shifted in place for a moment as he thought of how Pru would've gotten caught or if someone had turned them in. Betrayed them. It caused him to get a little prickly at the thought of it. "What's a little bit? Months? Years?"
Max was quiet for a moment glancing at his handiwork in the dent of the wall. Knuckles immediately turning red before shrugging a little. "Wait...we get paid for this shit? Like indentured servants? That what you're telling me?"