"What?" Brian asked, arching a brow, almost like he was goading Max into finishing his sentence. "You thought, what?"

Whether Max talked about it or didn't talk about it, wasn't any of Brian's fucking business, but the longer they edged around it, toeing the line and pretending it wasn't there, the more ridiculous the whole thing became. Brian might've been a master at leaving people to their own problems, but he'd never been great at playing dumb.