[Saix goes still. The voice is impossible to mistake. He didn't know that Axel was here, but clearly their reunion was inevitable. And he feels rather differently about it than Axel - but then, he would, wouldn't he? It was always going to be complicated, no matter when or where it happened.

If they had to have it out, though, Saix would have preferred nearly anywhere else. How like Axel, to decide they need to have some sort of confrontation in the midst of a battle that's already being fought, a battle Saix was trying to help with. It's not a surprise, though he had thought they were on slightly different terms than immediate aggression. But then, he's only heard vague chatter about people arriving from different moments. He hasn't put it all together yet.

And it's not as if they were on amazing terms when he last saw Axel. Still, they were able to talk without instant violence. Apparently that's no longer the case.

He calculates whether he can just ignore Axel and continue. No, he supposes not. Not with that weapon in his face.]

Do you intend to fight me instead of these creatures? You always did allow yourself to be distracted too easily.

[He doesn't lower his claymore. If Axel wants to fight, he'll fight. He's just fairly certain that if they do it here, now, they're going to be overrun by sharks. An utterly stupid way to go.]

Point your weapon where it belongs.