He rolled his eyes, but let the male continue going of with this stupid little game. Maybe he'd just wait until the other thought of a good one and congratulate him on guessing right and leave it at that... the thought made him feel a little sick. If he got rid of his name then... then that would really be the last of him being human, right? His clothes had been ruined so he wasn't wearing them anymore, and he didn't have any possessions so... so all that was left was his name.<br/><br/>When the male replied to his remark he gave him a glare, though seeing the other's fangs, knowing he had them too, made him just want to go back to sleep. "You'll wind up breaking every damn glass you have." He spat. "At least stay away from me if you're drinking, you reeked of booze like some homeless drunk." He continued, his seething tone seeming to return slightly.<br/><br/>If he was being honest, if he was the type to be honest, he would have simply told the man that it was frightening being alone in a house with the male while he drank. He had met too many drunks, he'd been threatened by too many... and while he was sure he could have avoided the other last night seeing as he couldn't walk straight, he was worried that the male might be a mean drunk all the same.