S'called "adrenaline"--that's your body gettin' ready to fight this thing or run whenever you think about it.

[Axel squints thoughtfully at the way Mem holds his arms out. That big, huh? That sure wouldn't fit under a bed, and maybe not even in a closer. What kind of childhood night terror monster couldn't even properly hide when the lights came on? Maybe this really was something that wasn't supposed to be there, or Mem was just having some bad dreams.....

Ugh, fine, he'll go check it out..... Even if there's nothing, as long as it helps the kid sleep, the trip will be worthwhile. Axel stretches and swings his legs over the side of the bed, reaching for his boots to pull them on.]

Well..... no matter how big its teeth are, I bet it burns like any other monster. Whaddya say, huh? Wanna go take a look n' send this pest packin'?