He broke o as a gure rose nervously from one of the armchairs. It was a little boy with
brown hair and glasses. He had a small, serious face, and there was a book clutched in one
of his hands. Simon was familiar enough with Clary’s reading habits to recognize it as a
manga volume even at a distance.
Jace frowned. “Sorry, Max. We need the room. Grown-up talk.”
“But Izzy and Alec already kicked me out of the living room so they could have grown-up
talk,” Max complained. “Where am I supposed to go?”
Jace shrugged. “Your room?” He jerked a thumb toward the door. “Time to do your duty
for your country, kiddo. Scram.”
Looking aggrieved, Max stalked past them both, his book clutched to his chest. Simon felt
a twinge of sympathy—it sucked to be old enough to want to know what was going on, but
so young you were always dismissed. The boy shot him a look as he went past—a scared,
suspicious glance. That’s the vampire, his eyes said.
– City of Glass by Cassandra Clare
Chapter 3: Amatis
Wow, Max is super irrelevant and I feel so sad for him! Seriously, you can tell that his parents don’t really give a shit about him. He’s eventually going to be cannon fodder for The Clave and even his siblings can easily disregard him. Yeah, as the oldest sister myself, I can attest that I often found my own younger siblings bothersome and a nuisance. Yet, but not ALL the time Honestly, everytime The Lightwoods or Jace interact with this kid he has pushed aside like so much trash. Even with the worst of my own shitty behavior towards my own siblings, I had my mother who was quick to chastise me for my attitude.
And unfortunately, it seems that Max doesn’t even have friends his own age in Idris.
I mean, when I was his age I was a socially awkward misfit with zero friends. However, I had my two younger sisters to play with and I had school. Max is homeschooled and literally has nothing. And even with Max’s own bigotry, I still feel sorry for the kid. He reminds me of those kids of white supremacists or children of the Westboro Baptist church that have those horrible bigoted signs. And just like them, Max never really had a chance. He was indoctrinated since birth, and he probably will never be able to break free of that mindset.
Honestly, I just can’t help but pitying Max. He’s a casualty of this book more than anyone else, and no one seems to give a damn.