If he throws that boot, he's not getting it back. Just sayin'.

For what it's worth, Axel isn't much of a social butterfly either. He's charismatic and garrulous and one might even call him friendly on a good day, but he's fiercely private and slow to trust, and that makes friendships a bit complicated. However, there is a benefit to making allies, he'd definitely agree; the trick is to make sure you're making the right ones.

Watching the strange fuzzy literally four-eyed man put his boot back on, he holds his hands up again, as if to remind him he's unarmed, and then slowly backpedals out of the room.

"Very well," he says, lingering just outside the open doorway. "Disaché, you said? I'm Axel, and for what it's worth, that wasn't deliberate breaking and entering. Seems something about this place has thrown off the finer calibrations of my portals."