Maxie was currently the only one up there at the time being. And unlike Edmond, he still looks sharp, clean, and nice.

Perhaps the chairlift would have been a much better thing to have used. He stands there, looking at the lava from where he was standing. Constantly needing to wipe his brow when the head got too much for him to bear. The ash continued to bug him... and he was worried he would be plagued for it for life.

And then he heard a voice coming from behind him. Like a surprise, his heart jolted from his chest. He paused for a moment, and stood there quietly. "...Who is there?" Not wanting to turn... a fear of getting more ash in his eyes. "...Tabitha, is that you?" It didn't sound like him but maybe he was hearing things differently right now.