Max is pleasant enough during the introductions, the newcomer's pretty cute, after all. He hangs around for a few minutes until people start filing out, then he makes an exit of his own. At first he heads toward the hangar, but he detours once it becomes clear that the hangar is soon to become overpopulated. Eventually he finds a more secluded corridor and takes the opportunity to sag against the wall and sink to the floor with a grunt.<br/><br/>"Damn mech's gonna kill me one o' these days."<br/><br/>He procures a small bottle from one of his many pants pockets and twists off the eyedropper cap, squeezing a couple drops in each eye before shutting it tightly and secreting it away. Max sits thus with his head against the wall for several minutes before finally forcing himself to his feet and shuffling to his room, where he collapses on his cot without even removing his boots.<br/><br/>"Hey, boss?" Max speaks, keying on his comm. "I'll, ah, get to repairin' the monster when I wake up. Ya know where I'll be if ya need me."