[Being crammed in the shelter with all these people isn't exactly Axel's choice of ice cream, either, but within any other choice he has to be, and so he is, sitting on a nearby couch with a Labrador puppy sleeping soundly beside him on the cushion.
The smell of smoke does catch his attention, though, and soon he looks up to see someone lighting up in here. Could've done that outside...
Rather than point it out, though, Axel only sighs and with a small wave of his finger he shoots a wisp of fire over to try and knock the cigarette out of the guy's hand.]