Don't wast any sympathies on him. [That might have come out sharper than Max might have expected, but exactly as sharp as Kaiba intends.] He doesn't deserve a single ounce of it.
[He frowns and leans against the wall, gaze away, working out what to say, how much of it to say. It's not a thing he talks about, because the past is the past, and it needs to stay there. But apparently Max wants to needle it out of him bit by bit. So.]
Tell me something about yourself first. [Not that he cares, but let's look at it like a business transaction.]
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[He frowns and leans against the wall, gaze away, working out what to say, how much of it to say. It's not a thing he talks about, because the past is the past, and it needs to stay there. But apparently Max wants to needle it out of him bit by bit. So.]
Tell me something about yourself first. [Not that he cares, but let's look at it like a business transaction.]