[ ooc:
presumably after this ]
[ someone's been holed up in his room from the cold, coming out only when starving ]
[ but now, he's standing somewhere inside the hospital, and as he gets closer to the flames, he has to remember to put his (wet) scarf over his face, for the smoke. ]
[ the way the fire's lighting his face makes it look like he's slipped on a second skin, and he might just look eerily more like the whole of Axel than he does just by himself. ]
[ he'd be content to stand and stare, but he's already worked up a reputation of not being a psychopath, so he figures it's probably time to go see if anyone needs hauling out of there, or if everyone's out, maybe he can salvage some equipment. ]
[ if not, feel free to just call him nuts. ]
[ but he's going around, knocking on doors with his chakrams (because hey, it's pretty hot, ok) ]