Milo was sparse for the next few days. Most of his time consisted of trying to throw himself into work, trying to sleep, and working out until he hurt too much to move by the end of the day. The nightmares came back after the incident of course, although not quite as terribly vivid as they had previously been. He'd wake up terrified but at the very least the details of the dreams left him for the most part. Sometimes he'd step out onto his porch after a bad one and light up a smoke, cursing that he'd allowed himself to get back into the bad habit.<br/><br/>He avoided Aries for the most part, mostly because he was still feeling out sorts. Like he detached himself to try and not feel anything anymore. He didnt want to burden the man with his problems, it wasn't right and he doubt Aries would be receptive anyway. The world was hardly fair, why should Aries care of Milo was going through his own shit?<br/><br/>Since he couldnt go into town to get Aries more clothes he settled for online shopping. Since he lived out in the woods it took longer but he had to admit it was a bit like christmas when the boxes arrived. He also got a couple of snack packs, some even having some foreign snacks from other countries. Maybe he'd actually find something he liked in there.<br/><br/>"Hey! Help me carry in these boxes!" He called to Aries, picking up a larger one. Perhaps in his boredom and guilt he'd gone a little overboard...there were easily a dozen or so.