[Axel's smirk grows a little more. There. Provoke him, get him to think until maybe he'll earn a few doubts, and maybe, just maybe, Axel can win him back over. It's a stupid plan, one probably best left untouched at all after an hour of drinking, but it makes sense.
He's about to say something, even step closer, but then that sudden push has him stumbling a bit and since his sense of balance isn't as good as it could be Axel falls over backwards and smacks his head hard on the floor. Right. There's a barrier now...]
Heh. Right. [His head really hurts, so he'll stay put.] In some prison without anyone but myself, I gotta bandage things up. Last time I tried that, Roxas, [he slowly tilts his head up,] I got myself killed.