"I wouldn't have liked anyone more than you. I fall hard when I fall." And now he was blushing, because the boy he liked had said he liked his eyes. He was pathetic. He was in prison, he was supposed to be tough. Hell, most of the time he was pretty tough? At least he fooled a lot of people. But with Axel, somehow, that was a different matter. "See, there is at least a version of us that could have just liked each other."