"Is that so~?" Axel snickered, pressing a small folded square of toilet paper against his split lip and grinning out the door. "Flipped out, really? Funny, how would you have known if I didn't tell you?"
Satisfied that the cut wouldn't bleed everywhere Axel flicked the light off again and ambled back to the couch, flopping down with a grimace and putting his socked feet on the table. The little wad of paper was still pressed against his lip and he pulled it away to look at it a moment before giving Demyx a sidelong frown.
"You don't have to do that, you know," he said, though whether he was talking about the recon or the offered Cure he didn't specify. He sat back against the couch and let his head loll backward, pressing the paper against his lip again. "I know you're good at recon, but you're not so good at staying out of trouble, you know? Last thing I want is for you to wind up in over your head because you're tryin' to help me."
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Satisfied that the cut wouldn't bleed everywhere Axel flicked the light off again and ambled back to the couch, flopping down with a grimace and putting his socked feet on the table. The little wad of paper was still pressed against his lip and he pulled it away to look at it a moment before giving Demyx a sidelong frown.
"You don't have to do that, you know," he said, though whether he was talking about the recon or the offered Cure he didn't specify. He sat back against the couch and let his head loll backward, pressing the paper against his lip again. "I know you're good at recon, but you're not so good at staying out of trouble, you know? Last thing I want is for you to wind up in over your head because you're tryin' to help me."