Once he had returned to the house Aries placed his chips and drink on the table and kicked off his shoes, dusting off his clothes a bit before sitting on the couch and hugging his knees to his chest. He felt... Scared, lonely, angry... But all that simply formed in a heavy knot in his throat as he rested his chin on his knees and stared absently at the blank tv.<br/><br/>He was quiet when the other entered the house, listening to him go to the kitchen and no doubt getting a meal for himself... But Aries didn't say anything about that. Instead, at the question about watching something on tv he nodded and reached for the remote, turning on the cooking channel since it seemed to be something that wasn't too upsetting to watch. He didn't like watching dramas or cartoons really, they made him uneasy, but just watching someone cook was okay and he could actually let himself get distracted by it.<br/><br/>Still, as he sat there he wondered exactly how long he had before he cracked... Another few hours? Maybe he'd make it to morning... But the time out in the sun seemed to have weakened him more than he would have thought. The hunger and thirst was one thing, but he'd noticed other things... How weak he felt, how a little scratch was taking longer to heal than he would have expected with how swiftly he'd healed that first night... It was a good showing of how much his body required blood now to keep up such a feat, and so Aries knew that really he was only holding out as long as his mind could keep his body in check.