Max will take away any hopes of his shirt not getting wet, by purposefully holding his sleeve down and using it to mop Andrew's face.

"I'm not going to leave you alone..."

His breath catches in his throat at those words. What Andrew is. Yes... he knows. He doesn't want to accept it. But he knows.

"A stray dog who wants a master," Max says softly. "And you deserve a master who wants you too."

Max closes his eyes and lets go of a deep breath. He committed to this. He knew when he said those words. He knew what he was signing up for. No backing out now.

"I do want you. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said what I did before. I want you, for as long as you want me too."