[I give them different personalities, though sometimes my own beliefs worm their way in. But generally, they are different. Why'd you ask?]
"So you're happy down there?" Maxwell asked as Shadow blabbered on about his home-life, girlfriend, the earth and what year it was down there, and everything far and near in between. It was riveting to hear about the outside world; time worked differently here, therefore placement and invention worked differently too. Some of the things Shadow had mentioned, like helicopters and televisions, he had never even heard of. They sounded fascinating!
"More than happy. Though... we miss hanging around you, and Robyn," he said, mumbling the last part so as not to make Maxwell uncomfortable at any time. Shadow knew how he was with affection and care, and though he had opened it up to him a little bit by playing the role of the person Maxwell deemed his son, it was still quite a fragile topic.
"Well, I think it's great - and y'know, we're still gonna be here, so you can visit any time!" Robyn chimed in, stood beside Maxwell. Shadow nodded at her, and the three began to laugh between one another. Any outsiders could safely assume they were reminiscing over how things used to be when they were all together.