No, Max was really not a storyteller. He's spent too much time thinking about what was next or how to get to next that he'd forgotten so much about the past. That wasn't his strength, but he was sure she had picked up on that already.

"Do you," he listened, and it was good to know she was in a good place more or less. "Is it hard, you uhm. You know, adjust." To nice things, or nicer things. Because he's found.. it's difficult for him. He's met Furiosa here, considered scavenging what he could and returning to their world.

Maybe come back every once in awhile, but he wasn't sure he could live here. It was too... good.

Once a soldier always a soldier?