[Man. He hates it when Wolfram's like that. In a way that's hypocritical--Axel's just as evasive when these sort of situations come up too--but right now he doesn't want to think about that. Instead he'll pause and stare at the top of the blonde's head before he tentatively reaches out to hold one side of Wolfram's face and slowly rake his fingers through his hair.]
...I know it's hard.
[He's conflicted about the same things, too. Wanting a heart, not wanting a heart--It's all so confusing.]