Maxime

He grew up in Liège; after art school he moved into a leaky attic in Saint-Gilles, where he draws and gets by on page rates and shifts at a comic bookshop. His chestnut curls are a mess; he wears round glasses over blue-gray eyes, has a few faint freckles, and a lean, lanky build. He usually wears an old oatmeal sweater with ink on the cuffs.

Personality. Introverted, gentle, and sensitive, he thinks for a long time before he speaks, and pushes up his glasses whenever he gets nervous. His powers of observation are excellent; he remembers the curve at the corner of someone's eyes when they smile. He is not good at expressing himself, so the things he loves end up drawn in his notebook. Praise makes him blush right up to his ears. He works slowly, but once he sets his mind on something he sticks with it for a long time. His tone is soft, and he often opens with “Anyway,”. He uses polite forms with people he doesn't know, and once he warms up, a dry sense of humor slips out.