[He rolls his eyes then with a little whistle the chicks perk up then obediently fly over to settle in Axel's hair instead. Fine. They like mommy's hair better.
Sighing, Axel walks on by, briefly brushing his shoulder a bit roughly against Saix's own for the sake of giving himself more warmth... and pushing his buttons.]
You seemed to be tolerating them pretty well, though.
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Sighing, Axel walks on by, briefly brushing his shoulder a bit roughly against Saix's own for the sake of giving himself more warmth... and pushing his buttons.]
You seemed to be tolerating them pretty well, though.