"Really? You were the one that asked me to taco bell and you don't do friends so I gotta figure this is either a date or a business meeting. And I doubt you want to do business, you think I'm boring. Right?" Which didn't make for a great date either but Axel was pretty amused by all of this. He had to laugh, grinning at the other as straightened up a little, angling himself towards the light and looking down at the angry red mark. Just making it easier for the other to see, he even pulled his fly down a little more. Almost proud of it.

He can't help but smirk at the sentiment, feeling a strange wave of arousal inside of him. Oh yeah, of course that turned him on. He was a fucking mess. He picked up the vodka and drank a little more, trying to focus on that instead of the fact he was apparently turned on by someone who most definitely unnerved him in equal measure.

He probably should have run as soon as he got burned and found out the fucker was the one that blew a can up into the guard's face but there was a morbid fascination here. As horrifying as it was, he found himself compelled to find out more, to see more. It was a mess.

"Look at that, you're a romantic deep down. Aww, Sylar, you know the way to my heart. Though next time warn a guy, dickwad."