Max sat there in his dorm, listening to Elise speaking to him from the other side. He didn't know what to feel, or say for that matter. He was still mad at her, internally. Eventually, he stood up from his bed and walked to the door, opening it to look at Elise. "Jacob said it was best to keep distance. My past is probably more troubling for you, it gives you stress.. I saw it.." he said, looking at the floor now. "So it doesn't matter where I go. Whether it's at home or this 'hellhole'" he commented, describing what Elise had called it before. "Please, just don't worry about me anymore, OK? I've dealt with too much already that it's starting to mess with my insight on who I can and cant trust now.." he sighed, walked off back into his room, leaving the door open and the internal permission of allowing a vampire into his room. Max sat on his bed, wondering what he should do. "There isn't anymore damage my father can do to me anyways. He already stole my feeling of touch, who's to say that I can go blind or deaf as well? Even so, he's my father, and I love my family strongly no matter what they do. Because I came from them, there is no other reason greater in the world for me to not love my family even if they are beating the crap out of me." What was Max saying anyway, loving an abusive father? Maybe his mind was messed up through all the abuse.  "Just understand that some people out here are making decisions. Sure, you can try to prevent it, but it's a choice that person is willing to make that could potentially make others happy or better off. I'm just causing you trouble...." he spoke sadly.