[Scoff and he cracks both eyes open to glare over his shoulder.]
What I'm up to in prison, huh? [Oh, you're working for someone, alright. Thanks for the tip, Grell. Axel, after getting over the initial shock of having his bubble invaded, slammed against a wall, and fondled, tenses his muscles and finally wriggles his hands out of Grell's hold. He is, after all, physically stronger than him.]
I'M HAVING A DAMN TEA PARTY, WHAT DO YOU THINK!? [With that exclaimation he spins around and backhands Grell as hard as he can before raising his leg to kick him square in the stomach.]