"Really sweet?" Axle repeated, giving a soft chuckle. "Not a lot of people would describe me with those words." Despite looking at the hand Nalia placed on his, he didn't tell her off. They'd bonded quite a bit already. He did look up at her to speak.<br/>"It's fine. I've been through worse. 'Preciate your concern though." He gave her hand a soft tap with his other one before grabbing the bottle to pour another shot and slide it over towards Freddie, if he or that Sephiroth guy could use it.<br/><br/>"Oh, I see." Galen gave a skeptical look at Nalia's touch and Axle's allowing such as he got up. "Just keep in mind she can't heal you with that, if you decide to make any more reckless decisions,"  the mage leaned in to tell him briefly, before moving over to Freddie and Sephiroth, focusing on them. "I'm sorry to hear about your losses," he said to the singer. "I wasn't in any kind of relationship when I died. Just in the line of duty, more or less. Healing people and providing support on the battlefield... while travelling. Sometimes you have to move with a local army if you want to get into contested areas, and healers are pretty much always welcomed to reinforce the troops. I guess I made a bad decision putting myself in that particular battle, though. Anyway, we are probably better off just having some fun and trying not to think about it."<br/><br/>"I'll make whatever fucking choices I want, little magician," Axle grumbled quietly, before turning to Nalia again. "Sorry I can't give ya much to go on. There is... something else I'd like to discuss with you, though. Maybe we can go to one of those anger rooms for a moment to talk privately?" he suggested.