"... What exactly did you do before this Max?"
"So that other guy can float stuff, what can you guys do? Are you all elites? That must be pretty cool," Steven says between bites of food, looking at Max, Kiro and Aaron.
Max stops shovelling food into his mouth to answer both questions. First he turns to Kiro. "Well me and my... other half... were wondering most of Eastern Europe, looking for my lost family. Being Gypsies, they moved around a lot, so I figured I could find them. We went around, doing good where ever we could. Even though "he" comes off as a jerk sometimes, he still is on our side, the good guys. We helped Chechen resistance groups in the Chechnia/Russia war a few years back. After that the Russians sent some agents to find us. Ex-KGB I think they were, short work we made of them," Max pauses as he chuckles in his thick Greek accient. Then continues, "Then they finally did get a hold of us, at least I think it was them. They had much better machinery this time around, the big guy could hardly dent this mechanical suit they had. Then I think it was one of those... what do you call them? Ah-- an Elite that took us down, some sort of mental power," he says scratching his head. "Anyway when I woke up, I was in a room with a bright light all clamped down. I think they were doing tests on the Minotaur, my clothes were all ripped and they told me to turn back into him or I would be dead. I told them I couldn't, he comes on his own terms." Max then began to stare into space again and he began to trail off as he said, "Such horrible things they did to me when I did not turn into the Minotaur..." Giving a few blinks, Max looks like he realizes where he is again and starts back at his story. "Anyways, I do not know how I got to North America, I have never been here before. You have a lot of cities here, and its warmer here than back home."
Max then starts at his pork chops, and turns to Steven. "No, I am not an Elite, I guess is what you call them. All who knew me in Europe, friends and family alike, believed me to be a demi-god, who could call down the power of the Minatour of ancient times. I have no proof to prove them wrong, only that I do not feel any different than any of you. But I can call down the power of the Minotaur. So I have taken their word as fact, I am a demi-god, sent here to do good for those in need." he said with a smile. "Though at times he can be trouble... I can not control him fully, once he comes out, he is in control. And sometimes he forgets my golden rule, don't lower yourself to their level. He has killed people in the past, and I have tried telling him to stop, and I hope he will listen. Sometimes he can be trying..."
Max then finished his second plate and turned to aunt Judy, "Thank you oh so much madam, I have not had a meal like that in what seems an eternity."