"You already make me proud--" Red started and was promptly interrupted by Max's teary-eyed word-vomit.

He blinked once, twice, and tried to look like he wasn't as astonished as Vinnie.

This was the same guy that poked Giovanni's door with his pinky finger and made it disintegrate. And he was crying like some kind of giant, horrific baby. And he had a good reason to cry like some kind of giant, horrific baby.

"Uh... Max..." He would've patted him on the shoulder if he were taller. Were Red's eyes watering? No, that's crazy talk.