[The response from Sarissa leaves her frustrated, somewhere between annoyed and chastised, so instead of responding she simply calls a taxi and heads over towards Sarissa's.
Moving is... difficult, her joints ache, she's lethargic, and she's fairly certain she's running a fever, but Max isn't going to let physical complications slow her down. By the time she arrives at her destination, she has to wait on the sidewalk for a few moments until she's confident that she's no longer covered in a sheen of sweat. She's done her best to shift away the signs of whatever illness this is, her skin isn't as pale as it was when she woke, the circles under her eyes are gone, but there's something in the way she holds herself that speaks to a bone deep exhaustion.
When she knocks on the door its only a light rap of her knuckles, anything else hurts too much.]
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Moving is... difficult, her joints ache, she's lethargic, and she's fairly certain she's running a fever, but Max isn't going to let physical complications slow her down. By the time she arrives at her destination, she has to wait on the sidewalk for a few moments until she's confident that she's no longer covered in a sheen of sweat. She's done her best to shift away the signs of whatever illness this is, her skin isn't as pale as it was when she woke, the circles under her eyes are gone, but there's something in the way she holds herself that speaks to a bone deep exhaustion.
When she knocks on the door its only a light rap of her knuckles, anything else hurts too much.]