Jude looked at Lucy directly in the eyes for a moment before he felt as though he needed to look away. "I've been better, Luce," he started, the weight of the day lingering in his mind. He was almost afraid to bring up Max at all. Really, through all of this shit, Max has been the only person he could turn to, the only person who didn't seem to hate him. Max was the only thing making life on the island truly worth living.

He had considered hiding in their hut, keeping himself shut off, but he knew he would have to face the island at some point. "Getting beat up has become my new favorite pasttime, though, yeah?"