"Jesus, you two. Get a room," Michael said as he rounded a corner and approached Max and Liz. He rolled his eyes, though that likely wasn't immediately obvious in the dark of the maze.
He carried a flashlight in his right hand, his left arm was pulled in close to his chest in an effort to protect his injured hand. "And you," he said to someone who wasn't actually there, "are not invited to this reunion." His posture shifted and a blast of his power sent Noah flying into the black unknown.
"Hey, Lizzie," he greeted his friend once Noah was dealt with. "Maxie," he added, smirking as Max enveloped him in a hug. They weren't huggers. it just wasn't a thing they did, but just this once Michael didn't object. And in fact, he swung his good arm out to pull Liz into the embrace.