Max was slowly letting her guard down which, she thought, was a very bad idea. But she couldn't help it. She was tired of being tough, tired of being the one to be an adult. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd played like a child. When had that been? She sighed. "Alright. You win... but I should warn you. I've been taking care of myself my whole life, really. It's going to be hard to relinquish control that quick. I don't know how Tarvek convinced her, but Angel used to be the same way...."