He chuckled a bit. "Well, I'd wager most of the people back home in France aren't quite like a lot of the people you'll meet here," he said. He wasn't going to tell her that he was an accomplished assassin--he wasn't looking to scare her, and besides, those days were kind of behind him--but he didn't suppose a normal person who hadn't spent years of their life learning his trade would have been so quick to notice their pocket being picked. "There's a lot of folks in this city with special abilities, so I'd be very careful about whose wallets you try and lift."
Axel believed in letting people make their own mistakes; he wasn't going to tell Eponine what to do. But he wasn't going to not warn her that her actions might have been dangerous. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly when she said he was kind, though.
"I... er..." Well, he wasn't so sure about that. "Well, maybe I'm not always a good guy, but I'm not really a bad guy," he settled on. It was an old faithful response, but it really was appropriate.
He ordered her chicken sandwich and a turkey club for himself, and then decided to add a cup of soup to each order. Well, soup was good when you were under the weather, right? And it would have been rude to get soup for himself and not her. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she looked like she hadn't really had a good meal in two weeks.
Thumbing through his wallet to pay for the food, he glanced down at her when she inquired, and then shook his head.
"Mm, not bad, exactly," he said. "I mean, it wasn't easy, I'll admit, but I had a couple really good friends who kinda made the crap worth it." He sighed a bit, something heavy in his posture then. "But I made some mistakes I couldn't really take back," he added vaguely, "so... I'd rather be here, where I've got a second chance to fix the things I screwed up last time, you know?"
He tapped his chin then before reaching to take the tray with the food on it, nodding his head toward a table.
"Well, this place isn't exactly your run of the mill seaside town," he said. "Most people around here have unusual abilities, like I mentioned. And they told you it isn't safe to go outside after dark, right?"
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Axel believed in letting people make their own mistakes; he wasn't going to tell Eponine what to do. But he wasn't going to not warn her that her actions might have been dangerous. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly when she said he was kind, though.
"I... er..." Well, he wasn't so sure about that. "Well, maybe I'm not always a good guy, but I'm not really a bad guy," he settled on. It was an old faithful response, but it really was appropriate.
He ordered her chicken sandwich and a turkey club for himself, and then decided to add a cup of soup to each order. Well, soup was good when you were under the weather, right? And it would have been rude to get soup for himself and not her. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she looked like she hadn't really had a good meal in two weeks.
Thumbing through his wallet to pay for the food, he glanced down at her when she inquired, and then shook his head.
"Mm, not bad, exactly," he said. "I mean, it wasn't easy, I'll admit, but I had a couple really good friends who kinda made the crap worth it." He sighed a bit, something heavy in his posture then. "But I made some mistakes I couldn't really take back," he added vaguely, "so... I'd rather be here, where I've got a second chance to fix the things I screwed up last time, you know?"
He tapped his chin then before reaching to take the tray with the food on it, nodding his head toward a table.
"Well, this place isn't exactly your run of the mill seaside town," he said. "Most people around here have unusual abilities, like I mentioned. And they told you it isn't safe to go outside after dark, right?"