Roxas lets out a breath of relief as the fire goes out under the combination of wet towels and Organization coat. He's starting to push them all off to investigate just how much damage was done to the bed when Axel speaks up again. He looks up at his friend, noticing his confusion and the trembling.

"Are you okay? It's- probably a curse week so maybe it's messing with your powers..." He glances down at his own hands, wondering if his magic still works properly.