Milo glared at the man, gritting his teeth to swallow a comeback. He scoffed as soon as he was out of sighg, hating when people looked down on him like that. As if he were going to snap at any moment and he was caged animal ready to let lose. He'd managed just fine so far. Although the guilt that stirred inside of him coiled tight in his chest. It'd been so long since he fed from a living being...so much for breaking that streak.<br/><br/>"Fucking asshole..." he muttered.<br/><br/>"He's right." Alex said, causing Milo to flinch in surprise. The blond fixed Milo with a stern expression, lips pressed into a thin line. It was clear he was unhappy with him and Milo felt another surge of anger rush through him.<br/><br/>"What were you thinking? You<i>know</i>you're not good in crowds! You could have jeprodized everything!" Alex hissed. The women had stopped seizing and the older vampire realized she was probably going to pull through. She relaxed against the wall, eyes slipping closed and breathing laboured but even.<br/><br/>"What was I supposed to do?! Just let him get away?" Milo snapped, throwing up a hand. His long short sleeve was tattered by the knife and the wound, already healed, left a trail of dried blood that felt sticky and uncomfortable on his skin. It was a shame too, this was his go-to dress shirt for meetings.<br/><br/>"Yes. You could have just given us a description."<br/><br/>"All you have are discriptions! I was there so I took action!"<br/><br/>"And in the process another innocent human was turned. This is why you leave these things to the hunters Milo!" Alex yelled. Milo was taken aback and he swallowed thickly, averting his eyes. Alex looked angry- angrier than Milo had seen him in a while. He feverishly worked, wiping down the blood around the womans neck and assessing her for any injuries while she was in a complacent state. He was ready though, body tense for any sudden movements should she wake.<br/><br/>"I could see Sage fed you. You're lucky he was here and you didnt lose control. I will not hesitate to put you under house arrest if this happens again." Alex stated, quieter this time. More controlled, but the anger was still thersm Milo could have screamed but he couldn't deny the guilt and shame he felt looking at the woman against the wall. He pushed down his feelings for the time being, looking away from the woman and Alex. A beat of awkward silence followed and Milo shied away from the alley. The walls felt too close. The entire alleyway was narrowing in and suddenly his own anger was replaced by anxiety. Everything was caving in...Milo couldnt do a damn thing and he almost fell victim to his blood lust again. His mind raced at all of the possibilities of what could ha w happened instead. If he hadn't had a big meal. If the man had killed the woman instead. He was brought back to reality when Alex leaned back on the balls of his feet,  sighing.<br/><br/>"Do you need escorted to your car?"<br/><br/>Milo shook his head. "I can find my own fucking car." He spat, walking out of the alleyway and leaving the scene behind. He was sure he'd hear about it later- maybe even recieved a phone call for witness but for now he just wanted to get home. The trek back to his car seemed to take ages but he was relieved to finally get in. The drive home was longer and when he opened his front door he nearly forgot that Aries was there, chest tightening as he lingered at the threshold of his door.<br/><br/>Fuck. He decided to act normal. Or as normal as he could. Milo slipped off his shoes, going behind the couch and making a straight line for the stairs. Maybe if he could get to his room his chest wouldnt feel like it was collapsing. Maybe it wouldnt be so hard to breathe.