Axel had nothing to say. There was nothing to say.

He just watched. The abuse to Saix did ignite a fire of rage in his eyes, and for a moment he almost entertained the idea of sitting up in order to begin some sort of retaliation—but the additional crunch to his hand pressured him against such an act.

He sighed shakily, and simply watched. "Saix..." he uttered under his breath.