He's not expecting to be slugged in the face and when it happens, it's a surprise at how much more it seems to hurt. The shock is the one thing that keeps him from torching the entire house. He's just a bit wide eyed as Axel grabs at him and causes his hood to fall back, staring into those bright gold eyes that should be on his face. Something about seeing them flicker makes Saix's nerves go on edge, and he's immediately upset with himself. No, no, he's not going to be nervous around Axel, that's never happened before and he refuses to let it happen now.

Good thing Axel keeps talking, making the nervousness be replaced with anger that just keeps steadily rising with every word. He snarls right back the second he finds an opening. "That just makes it worse! The fact that if you could feel, if you could care, and you still betrayed me! You knew of everything I did for you, of everything that I was risking by trying to get so close to Xemnas, and you still-" Oh, Saix could keep on yelling. It feels good to really yell and feel so much rage flowing through his veins, different than how he's normally experienced for the last ten years. It feels pure, and hot, even with how much it seems to hurt from his throat tightening up and something pulling near his eyes that makes it a bit hard to see.

But then Roxas is between them, making it harder to focus on Axel or even just try to get a punch in himself- the fact that it's his body is irrelevant. Saix tries to take in a deep breath, but it's hard. His throat feels tight. As much as he's sure he'd like to fight over Roxas' decision, he knows he's going to be pathetically useless with fire powers or the chakrams Axel has. Saix tries to swallow again and jerk his way out of Axel's grasp.

"Just leave already."