Aksel's head tilted to the side as he looked up at his father who soon began to try and explain the game. This game made babies? His nose wrinkled. What on earth did he want to do that for? Even so Aksel listened with patience and tried to piece together what on earth his father was talking about. Aksel blinked slowly suddenly feeling self-conscious. THAT was what you used to make babies? Heat rose to his cheeks as the mention of pleasure. To be brutally honest he wasn't that much of a stranger to certain? effects on his body. But with a girl?
His expression turned serious for a moment. Right, he was nobody's play thing that was for sure! Aksel followed after his father and paused as he stared at the girl his father was talking about. Keen jewel-tones looked her over before he turned back to Loki. "She looks?.exotic I guess. Pretty but in a very different way. She also looks kind of mean." Aksel did not like the way this fae was grinning, she looked like trouble. But then again? so was he. "So? should I go talk to her what happens now?"
