It's the wise move to try and set Max up on his own two feet, because he's already gravitating to Bash like a little lost puppy trying to find a new master.

"Sorry. Yeah, I'll try." He makes a very conscious effort to stop his leg jiggling. It leads to him sitting stiffly upright, almost at attention.

"My... employer." That's the lie he's sticking with. "I'm his live-in butler and I'm worried because I can't find him and I don't know what I'm supposed to do."