"If you set something on fire or cut my body anywhere, I'm not gonna let you live it down." Axel makes room for Roxas on the couch, tugging his leg toward his chest. He wants to laugh because maybe it'll lighten up his mood, he even tries to... but it just sounds and feels weird to him. Frowning, Axel looks away from both of them, realizing that he's not entirely comfortable being in either's company. Sure, Roxas is his friend, his best friend– But right now he can't help but feel so disconnected.

"... An hour. Maybe a little longer than that," he mutters, still not facing either of them.