Maximus froze at the voice. He hadn't been looking at the door, hadn't been expecting anyone else (but then, he kept not expecting people and they kept coming). Of all they people he could expect, however, this...

This was not one of them.

"Aunamee." He said the name with a gravelly bite. Wyatt had killed him. He hadn't seen it happen, of course, but he knew. Knew better than to ask Wyatt the details. Wyatt had killed him, and Aunamee had not returned - one of the few measures of peace his friend had.

Erased.

"You were dead," He said bluntly.