"We're trying to be low profile," Saix pointed out. "My fighting style does not qualify." He sounded ever so faintly miffed that Axel held so low an opinion of him and his impulse control.

Even though they both knew such an opinion wasn't unfounded.

"I was seen," he admitted, although he was still disguised which was a mitigating factor, "so I took the long route back, as a precaution. Are you familiar with their type?" Axel seemed more concerned than he'd voiced, judging by his glance at the girl.