Axe folds her arms with her onion rings in her hand. She looks out at the street waiting for their car to show up. She doesn't even bat an eye when Nit shows up next to her. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">Hey...</span>" She looks up. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">Do you smell that?</span>" The moment she looks up a drop falls on her shoulder. The drops begin to fall more and more, landing on the two before the full blow rain begins. Axe sighs and snaps her fingers, creating a dome above the two to protect them. She takes a deep breath and holds it above them.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #FF00BF">You know I love you, right? I wouldn't be saying half of this stuff if I didn't.</span>" She says, losing some, if not all of her harsh tone. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">No man has the right to be an amateur in the matter of physical training. It is a shame for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable. Socrates.</span>" She looks up at him. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">It mean get off your fat ***, stop eating meat pies and get some muscles.</span>" She leans over, laying against his shoulder. "<span style="color: #FF00BF">So don't go all grumpy Nit on me, okay? I only want whats best for you. Like... why would I want anything else but what's best for the clock I'm in love with?</span>"