"Oh my God, what happened to you?" Axel's voice comes out sharp with alarm as he turns to Jeremy and rushes toward him without hesitation, his expression tightening with genuine concern.
The sight of the torn edges of Jeremy's clothing, the bruises on his face... it all hits him hard, and the way his hands reach out instinctively betrays just how deeply it affects him.
Fenris, standing behind him, lets out an exaggerated cough.. clearly fake, clearly intentional.
Axel turns back, eyebrows lifting, and for a second he just stares at him. The total lack of concern on Fenris's face makes something twist in Axel's gut.
He can't help but wonder... does Fenris ever cares about Jeremy who is always worried about him.. Or is he truly just some emotionless beast incapable of giving a damn?
"What?" Fenris asks flatly, as if Axel's stare is the problem.
"Don't you think you should at least pretend to be concerned about your friend?" Axel fires.
