[Alec has to wonder at what kind of place this that seems to be able to collect people from seemingly different points in time; Max seems to be from the past, Hell, from near to when they first actually met, and that...well. That's a lot to process.

He rubs his hand over the bottom half of his face, wondering what's the best possible way to explain this situation. And situation, he thinks, is putting it kindly; clusterfuck is a more apt description, if he's being honest.]

Yeah, you know what? I was playing you then. I was still...fully in Manticore, the perfect genetic weapon, going wherever they told me. And if that's the last that you remember of me, you don't have any reason to trust me now.

[He considers her, trying to keep his own frustrations under control.]

But I don't have any reason to lie to you here, either. Manticore isn't here, from what I can tell.

[Which, well. Doesn't exactly mean much, in all honesty, given Manticore's methods. He rolls his shoulders back; rolls his neck. He keeps his gaze focused on Max.]

So to answer your question, the last I remember? You and me were holed up at Jam Pony because we'd been found out as X5s.