[The goddamn door is answered. Saix has only been home long enough to change his clothes--there's still a bit of grit under his nails and a smudge of dirt he's yet to notice on his cheek. While Mami could never be mistaken for a cruel taskmistress, she is insistent and enthusiastic. He has a feeling his back will be sore in the morning...]
[There's only so many people who come by to visit. Somehow the sight that greets him upon opening the door comes as both expected and a complete surprise.] Axel. [Putting aside (delaying?) everything else, including the last time they'd been face to face....he frowns.] What happened to your hand?