Jordan was glad that Max wasn't pitying him, he'd done enough of that for himself for the past few weeks. He shook his head with a sad smile, "No, the muggle doctors diagnosed me and the healers we spoke to said that the damage was too severe to be realised with magic, but I am keeping my hopes high,"

"Anyway," he smiled at Max, balancing as he tilted back in his wheelchair to relax. "Whats going on with you and the mean girl?" he chuckled, his mind drifting back to when he disrupted Max and Elliot.