When the man mentioned food in the freezer he tensed, but ignored him and went to get his water. He drank several glasses until his stomach ached, but the thirst never dissipate, the hunger didn't lessen... But at least the ache in his belly ensure he wouldn't be able to feed even if he wanted to. He soon returned to the den and noted the man had gone upstairs, and so he sat down again and tried to watch some tv.<br/><br/>Aries managed to make it through most of the night this way, watching shows and working off the bit of sleep he had managed to get. He also noted the other didn't come back down and in a way... He was relieved. He was giving up too much of himself to a stranger again, he was trying to seek out that closeness that he hadn't had in so long... Or rather he couldn't remember when he'd had it, when he'd really been happy with another person. He scratched at his wrist a moment before shaking his head, he was over that now, and so he stood.<br/><br/>He'd been watching quite a few shows during the night, mostly cooking shows seeing as he really didn't want anything with a plot to follow. Perhaps that was why he found himself going to the kitchen and digging around through the things the other had bought for him... But it wasn't like there was much for cooking with, it was mostly snacks. Still, he did manage to find a few things that at least took some cooking and so he went and rummaged until he found a pot and began boiling some water.<br/><br/>Aries wondered when he'd last cooked... Had he ever cooked...? He shook the thought away and instead simply tried to follow the instructions on the little packet, it didn't seem hard. He wondered if maybe he could ask the other to buy some things he could actually cook with... But again he felt the sting of being obnoxious, a leech, a freeloader... He wished he had his own money, but that wasn't going to happen any time soon.<br/><br/>His mind had managed to wander for a while, but eventually, the water boiled and he put in the packet of noodles and put the other packet of seasoning aside. It didn't take too long to cook the food, putting a strainer into the sink and beginning to carry the pot over. He had been so focused on his little task, perhaps simply to ensure he didn't think about anything else, that he didn't hear the other come into the kitchen. He jumped slightly and the hot water splashed his hands, a hiss of pain escaping him and the sharp pain having him drop the pot which clanged loudly and splashed more water over his pant legs.<br/><br/>He hurriedly scrambled away from the spreading puddle to spare his bare feet from getting scalded, his skin already reddening... though by now he knew he just had to tolerate the pain and it would heal within a couple of hours no doubt... but pain was still pain, and it hurt just as much. His mind was running through what to do about it, ice? Cold water? But rather than doing anything he simply stood there, gritting his teeth to keep from crying out or complaint... He didn't think this was the first time he'd felt like this before.