[ Snort. ] I have seen enough of you to state otherwise. [ the sexy part may be true, though. ]
[ His smiles lingers for a while, then it disappears after some moments of silence. His arms crack when he stretches a little, then he rests his hands on the back of his neck and leans against the tree with his eyes closed.
This is nice. Too nice... Perhaps it is because this is the so called calm before the storm? He won't tell Axel about how how the final showdown with Diva is near and with it comes a deep sense of anxiety. What will happen if Conrad dies? What will be of him if he doesn't survive and leaves Axel behind? Or if Diva wins and chooses to turn him into Chevalier out of retaliation? In spite of the multiple questions his expression remains passive. He must not let his concern show in any way.
Out of impulse he sighs and without saying anything he rests his head against Axel's shoulder. ] ... With weather this pleasant, I feel like taking a nap. [ he announces as if to justify his actions but truth is he only wants a bit of closeness. Who knows if they'll ever have another peaceful moment together again. ]