"Shut up," is his immediate response, growled out and frustrated. The fire is just so- reactive, responding to every little bit of him it seems like. Calling upon the moon is nothing like this. "We'll see how well you fair yourself when tonight comes calling." It won't be a particularly pleasant experience, he knows that for a fact. The moon is waning, and a new moon will be up by the middle of the week. Then when it starts to wax again... He knows he's always felt more on edge on the phases presiding the full moon. It'll bring him some small bit of pleasure to see Axel have to deal with that, having no experience. Before he can even think of snapping any of this out, however, Roxas is speaking again and...

And he's uncomfortably right. It's like constantly being on edge, waiting for a moon to rise to smooth everything out again, only worse in some way because it all feels too explosive. Saix doesn't respond, only adjusting his hood and looking away. It doesn't make any sense... When would Axel have gotten his heart back? How would either of them missed that?