"I already said I questioned myself, what more do you want from me?" Axel waved his hand in a dismissive way. He knew he was a mess and his tastes were very problematic, on a whole he didn't tend to think things ahead and more than a few encounters socialising with those more dangerous and deadly had ended horrendously badly for him but that was just like. He was learning... slowly. He wasn't the quickest in that respect.

Hence why it took a moment for him to realise what had just been said. His eyes went wide as he paused before he could take a drink. "Wait-- what? You did that paint can thing? How?" He wasn't shocked someone had powers, metas and all, but he did that to another person so casually? Jesus.

Axel felt a strange surge of unease and he knew the smart thing to do was run.

Still, he didn't, he was just kind of lucky he had no piercings but he had a little too much metal on his clothing to be entirely. He hissed suddenly as his jean button got hot and squirmed, knowing how to touch it. "Fuck! What are you doing? -- Ah, fuck, stop it!" Axel snapped, teeth gritted. If he didn't back off, he was going to have to react and he knew that could end badly. For him. Definitely for him, not for the meta.