Maxwell, we don't talk about that in public

"Alright, so now that that's decided, how are you two feeling? Are you alright?" Michael asked, in full Doctor mode. The way he spoke really helped Andrew calm down. If he had approached as his friend, Andrew felt he might have reacted poorly. 

Shifting, so that he wasn't blocking the full view of Maxwell like every fiber in his being was telling him to do, Andrew swallowed. 

"Uh, well, I think it went pretty well. Max?" Andrew asked, glancing at the not new omega. Maxwell chuckled. 

"Andrew did a great job keeping up with me. I was…apparently worse then I normally was." Maxwell's ears were pink, but he wasn't embarrassed. He seemed…happy? Proud? Andrew wasn't sure what to call that expression. 

Kim's chuckle drew Andrew's attention, and he turned to look between the two of them.