[When he hears Wolfram lying down on the grass Axel glances down briefly to look at him, but even in the brief time he manages to catch the sight of those glossed over eyes. ...Great. He knows what this is about already.
There's a short sigh as he looks back up to stare at the clouds, not entirely sure on if he should speak or not, but in the end he does. He's...just not going to address what could be bothering Wolfram right now, that's all. He'll let the blonde talk about that if he wants to.]
...That one kinda looks like that Bearbee you have, doesn't it? [He points up to one of the clouds overhead.]