cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
I…can’t…*hes still hyperventilating and unable to calm down* ohgodohgodohgod
Max! Max, breathe. Look at me. Don’t think – just look at me and take a breath in.
Can’t…I killed…killed him…
Max, stay with me and look at me. Please, Max.
Just look at me. Look at my big, fat nose and my greying hair. *he hopes saying
something weird might snap him out of it enough*My dad had grey hair…*a few tears slip down his cheeks* I’m…I’m a murderer…
No, kid. You’re not. You have what we call ‘diminished
responsibility’. Max… you’re just a child. The only responsibility you have is
if you take a piece of candy from a store. Look at me, buddy. Just look at me.
Okay?
The Perfect Scientist 