[Honestly, Max is more interested in the chameleon robot than Gorgug. That's nothing against the orc -- it's mostly just that Max prefers mechanical things over 99.9% of people. That said... it's hard not to twitch at the much longer shadow Gorgug casts over the sand; he's tall, feels like a looming presence that makes Max itchy to side-step out of the shade he creates. He'd felt the same way about that supposed Solmaran spy, too.
After a particularly lengthy time of traveling, Max finally speaks, voice a little rough with disuse (a common problem, when you don't say a word for hours to days at a time.]
What're you, anyway?
[... Wastelanders are very polite.
As unconventional as it is, he's being relatively friendly in contrast to most Wasteland interactions.]
no subject
After a particularly lengthy time of traveling, Max finally speaks, voice a little rough with disuse (a common problem, when you don't say a word for hours to days at a time.]
What're you, anyway?
[... Wastelanders are very polite.
As unconventional as it is, he's being relatively friendly in contrast to most Wasteland interactions.]