Andrew smiled warmly at him, the phone still up to his ear.
"I'm just talking to Michael. Did you finish reaming them out? Andrew asked sweetly and Maxwell's ears turned pink.
"I wasn't doing any reaming. It was more like I was trying to prevent a massacre of their own making." Maxwell defended his actions, but he really didn't need to do that with Andrew. Andrew didn't care about the root of the issues, he was just happy that the man was all done and coming to check on him. "Why are you talking to Michael?" Maxwell asked and Andrew stared at him warmly.
"Why do you think, hmm? We're discussing your new condition and how I can help." Andrew told him and Maxwell crossed his arms slightly.
"You went to Michael about this?" He asked and Michael started laughing on the other line, able to hear Maxwell's words. Andrew knew he thought he was in trouble, but Michael couldn't see his expression. Maxwell was looking betrayed more than anything.
