You enter Max's room, the door staying open behind you and TeeVee- it looks like it either only opens and closes when the occupant leaves…or the people watching you want it to. It's barely decorated, but there's clearly spoils from trials here- books on the shelves, what looks like a weird box on his table, and a pile of what your first aid skill informs you is medical supplies.
Suzanne is already by the TCP's bedside- and she was right, he is big. Even just lying down, you get the feeling that he could pick you up with a hand with no trouble at all.
Even though the thought of that was comforting back when Monty was doing it, right now, it just feels unnerving.
MAX: Ah, visitors…
MAX: You must be See. I've heard so much about you even from just one encounter with Suzanne…
MAX: Oh, and…who's this? I haven't heard of you before, I don't think.
Suzanne pipes up, not wasting a moment.
SUZANNE: That's TeeVee! She helped me and See out with getting it over here!
MAX: Oh, good, good!
MAX: More company, the merrier.