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[Axel's pretty much on the verge of passing out when he's finished talking. He figures that Xion's silence only means that she's thinking deeply to herself, and doesn't want to be disturbed. He'll let her think about that whole...love concept on her own. If she wants to discuss it, he'll discuss it. If she doesn't, he won't.
He hurriedly flutters his eyes open to see her poking at her lip. Is it bleeding? He settles back down onto the armrest, though, not wanting to make a huge panic about it.]
Don't poke at it. [Axel mutters, putting a hand on Pluto's head to ruffle up his fur.] And don't...think too hard about it. ['It' being love.]
You'll never be able to figure out what love really is.