"Well?" Fenris says, turning back to Jeremy with a voice that sounds more like a command than a question, as if bracing for a suggestion he already expects to hate.
Jeremy hesitates, his posture faltering before he speaks, the words dragging out like they carry too much weight. "Okay," he says cautiously, a trace of reluctance in his tone. "How about... just erasing his mind? Just erase his mind so he can forget everything... about Axel and all the other things that bothers him."
Axel jerks his head toward him, turning sharply with a stunned expression, eyes flung wide open like he's just been slapped.
His lips part but nothing comes. "I mean," Axel mutters, "can you guys do that?"
"No," Fenris replies immediately, his voice curt.. already walking away before Jeremy can explain himself.
He turns his back on both of them and strides toward the bed, his expression unreadable but the way his shoulders pull tight betrays a growing storm beneath the surface.
