What. What. Even though he'd grown (or was he old enough to have stopped growing and start aging?) a little, those sweatpants and labcoat were unmistakable. Maxwell always did seem to have the uncanny ability to appear when and where you least expected it, but to think that it had much range...!

It was kind of creepy.

But Jeff didn't mind one more person if said person was a familiar face. It was a comfort in the midst of this strange territory. He quickened his pace to meet Maxwell halfway in a hug that was somewhere between "I'm so glad to see you!" and "PLEASE HELP ME."