Fane's lips quirked up into a smile. He was flattered to have and a little embarrassed to have garnered such trust so fast.

He started walking back to his car, but didn't even make it to the parking lot. Wisps of smoke caught his eyes, drawing him to the shadows. There was Axel, nearly hidden and yet there for anyone who cared to take a few steps closer to the building.

The manager walked over, and leaned against the wall beside Axel, casual as could be. He didn't smoke, but he it didn't bother him when others did. It was their choice after all. Fane didn't say anything, just stood there to offer some silent companionship. What was there to say? He felt like he had been the cause for Axel's earlier outburst, and yet the reason for it eluded him so he couldn't even imagine what words might make any kind of difference to the blue haired man.