"I feel a little nauseous. I know. Weird, right?" The smell of cooking meat turned his stomach and he just couldn't associate now. He really hoped that connection didn't stay with him. He pulled out his phone and checked the news, just to see if anyone had reported the robbery yet. Nothing yet but apparently the road outside the jewellery store had been shut off. No shock there.

Axel sent out a few messages online, just because, and then looked over his phone at the food again, as if debating if he could handle it or not. Maybe in a few. He looked back at his phone and idly continued typing.

"I'll jump right in when I stop picturing that guys organs on the floor, steaming away." Which could take a few. Maybe he could learn to blank this shit out. "Maybe next time kill someone after I have food, it puts me off less."