Despite how spacey Max could seem at times, he was not, in fact, stupid. He'd gone to Princeton, for crissakes. Still, it took him a long moment of staring in confusion at Lucy before he realized why she'd care. To his mind, he wasn't really a soldier, and there wasn't a lot about the experience he particularly wanted to remember.

"Daniel was a good guy," he said, thinking that her prayers were better dedicated to the faded memory of her first boyfriend than to him.