"Last time I like you, they made me break you." Axel shrugged and watched Hartley for a while before slowly, he came over and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out tentatively to stroke his head. "My brave Hart. Thank you for saving me today." What? He owed him that much, didn't he? "Emotions are messy, I don't know what to do with them. Whenever I don't get something, you're supposed to teach me how it works, genius." With a playful smile, he reached out and removed Hartley's glasses. "Don't sleep with these on, dumbass. Leaves a mark on your face after."