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    After getting caught in the Calefactory Biangle and dragged through Hell, Maxwell is fine.

    Genuinely fine. He’s been resting, and eating three square meals a day, and “talking about his emotions” or whatever bullshit Olethra’s been talking about. He bought a journal, for fuck’s sake. He has yet to use it, but still. Everyone agrees that Maxwell’s been on the mend.

    The visions that plague him every time he closes his eyes have absolutely nothing to do with that.

    Or: Maxwell has a nightmare, a cup of tea, and learns to lean on his family, in that order.

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  2. Public Bookmark 39

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    Normally, when he gets like this – this level of anger, this unsettled, untethered, rowdy – he goes out on the streets, taking beatings and dealing them out with just about anyone who will go a couple rounds with him.

    Unfortunately, he is currently on a ship with a limited number of people, none of which would give him the fights he needs.

    He needs –

    What he really needs is someone to hit, someone to hit that will hit him back without worrying about injury on either side.

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    or, Max has a meltdown after Katur and the disaster of meeting Comfrey.

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  3. Public Bookmark 36

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    Exhaustion crashes into Maxwell in the wake of the final battle, dredging up all the bitter fears he hadn't wanted to taste and the wounds he'd thought had been closed.

    The beginnings of a healing ritual come in the form of Torse, tea, and a garden swing in a snowstorm.
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    Or, Maxwell wants to go to Zern. Torse wants Maxwell to go to Zern. Why the hell isn't Maxwell going to Zern? (Hint: Longterm trauma can inhibit communication skills.)

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  4. Public Bookmark 21

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    Maxwell was actually quite shocked at how much there truly was. The fight had been violent, yes, but he hadn't thought it was that violent. Maybe the blood covering his face should have been his first hint, but with the way he fought most battles ended with at least some blood on his face. In fact, it was more notable when there was none.

    Maxwell reached up to wipe some of the blood off his face. It was starting to get sticky and he couldn't stand the texture of dried blood, even if it was his father's.

    His father's blood.

    One of the last things of his father left in this world.

    His father who had tried to kill Maxwell that same day.

    His father who Maxwell killed.

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    Everything catches up with Maxwell after the battle in the finale

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    28 Apr 2026

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    It starts—as most things on the Zephyr do—as a drunken bit.

    “Gotch.” Van says solemnly. Her flesh hand shoots out to grip his shoulder tightly. Her eyes burn into his skull. “I’m gonna be your dad.”

    Maxwell blinks. “What?”

    “Your father is an absolute arse, and if he doesn’t want you, I call dibs. I’m your new da.”

    Or: Longspot Gotch sucks. Van, ever the problem-solver, steps up.

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