Axel nearly praises a deity he doesn't even believe in when Roxas comes out in his own clothes, holding those that he picked. He stands up and walks with him to the counter.
"Uh, you want me to get this for you?" It was totally awkward, but he figured he should offer. He didn't really know how much Roxas had to spend. It's not like he had a job. He was going to school. Axel was making some money, mostly off some commission art work.