Max lied there in bed for a moment, watching as the lights turned out in the split of a second. He lied there in the darkness for a moment, allowing the soft and warmness of the bed comfort his weak and tired body. How long it had been when he had been caged, nothing but cold metal was all he slept on. How it changed in just a day to sleeping on something soft and comforting, was rather nice. But, why was she helping him though? Humans were the cause of his torture, yet he was rescued from that torture by a Human. So it was hard to either accept or deny the fact of trusting her. He would have to find out in the morning, so he closed his eyes and tried to sleep.