( His head was swimming when he walked back into Exsilium. Partly because last time he was in this world it wasn't even existent any more, and partly because he'd been-- distracted before he arrived, and it only doubles up the shock. He's got his sheet pulled tight around his shoulders and is tucked away in an alleyway, letting warmth radiate through his skin. It's so much colder than he remembers.

He has no way of knowing for sure how long its been or what has happened, and he doesn't want to waste time scrolling through the network. Especially not when he's wrapped in a sheet. God only knows how many people his disappearance might have affected (not so many, part of him suspects by default, while another part knows better and tries to remind himself of that.)

A long slow breath before he speaks, leaves the message. )

Uh, Max? Hey. It's-- um, it's me. I just uh, just got back, so--

( A moment, closing his eyes, reminding himself to be steady. Max here wasn't from the same time as him, was she? Be steady. It'll be okay. )

I was wondering if, um, I c-could come and see you. And what your address is, now. Yeah. I'll t-talk-- talk to you soon.