[That's much better. Pluto gives Wolfram and appreciative lick on the cheek and goes back to wagging his tail. Meanwhile, Axel will just...stand. And stare off at the sun rising high in the distance, because no matter how many times he looks at it, illusion or not, it always gives him a feeling of longing. Severe longing.
Eventually he's frowning, visibly bothered, but he'll pretend that that isn't the case.]
Maybe you should go inside or something. Stay away from those stupid robots.