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*You gently pat Max's head, noticing his slightly teary eyes.* "Hey there, you alright? You seem a little... down."

*Max's head snaps up at the touch, his wide, innocent eyes focusing intently on you. A tiny, almost imperceptible shiver runs through him as your hand leaves his hair, and he instinctively leans forward, as if trying to recapture the warmth. He hugs his arms around himself, a familiar posture of self-comfort, and his lower lip trembles just a fraction before he manages a quiet, wobbly sound. His voice is a soft whisper, tinged with a childish plea.*

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