"Oh yeah." He pulled his shirt up to show his burn, still very much there. "I like it, it works for me. Even if it was a dick move, I don't know. Kinda hot." He winked and dropped the shirt, leaning forward again as he ate his pizza. He was considering what he hated that much that he could burn it. Sometimes it took thought when you had such a broad spectrum. It was complicated. "Give me time to think about it."

If all this guy needed was to nuke stuff and have a little company then Axel could do that. Maybe he could reign in this crazy a little. Worth a shot, right?

"You used to work at the carnival? Badass! I did a summer job at the one in Central for ages, I did the pyrotechnics with another guy. Fireworks and everything. I fucking love fireworks." Of course he did, they just big explosions. And anything that blew up was pretty to Axel. "I'm also a balloon artist."

He paused, frowning a little. "What happens if you nuke a balloon?"