Fantastic. Max already felt better having someone to lean on. Not take care of him exactly per se, but he always felt better when he wasn't alone.

"Peter, that's nice. Hi." That sounded normal enough. Most of the other people here were probably still crazy, and while Max wasn't about to turn down anyone's offer of company, it was probably better to get involved with someone who had some idea of what was actually going on. "Uh... I'm not sure, really." That was harder to admit than he would have thought. He didn't want to dissuade Peter so early on, after all! But he really wasn't quite sure what to do. "They usually get worse at night... that's when they can cut me up like this." Or rather, Max did something to himself and told himself that things were cutting him up, since invisible monsters didn't exist. But he had to admit he didn't really have a better explanation. "During the day they just sort of... bother me, I guess."

Max hoped he didn't seem too desperate, but having a new friend would do wonders for his current insecurity. "But I don't know, I haven't been lucid like this for a while... maybe that'll make a difference?" Maybe.