He doesn't...know. Sweet Jesus. Imagine losing so much control of your life, you don't even know how many years it's been?

Max's hand reaches out to Andrew's arm. "It's okay. That's close enough."

Regardless of the exact number, the man is still some years older than Max. It's odd, being younger and yet being the master. Just one more thing to get used to about this whole thing.

There are more pressing questions now.

"Tell me about the other world you went to?"