"I can manage it well enough," he scoffs, "and I'm not putting it away until I'm certain you can handle my powers." If this were anyone else, Saix might give an offhanded warning about going up onto the island at night as well. The moon is a powerful thing, at least for him. However, this is Axel, and he's less inclined to warn him about anything, other than that which might wreck his things or cause inconvenience for himself.

Glaring at the two of them, Saix goes to crouch down by his dog to look over him just to give him something to do. Fortunately, New Moon seems to warm up now that there's less glaring and kicking and such, so he deals with it quite happily. Pets, please, yessss there we go, right behind the ears, good master-not-master person. "How long have you been up?"