Milo paused at the stairs. Truth be told he was half hoping Aries would just let him pass without a word but his concern, or at least what Milo could consider concern coming from Aries, had him grasping at what to say. Did he tell him the truth? Tell him play by play what had happened and that he was kind of freaking out out right now? Break down on the stairs? Milo was half considering that last one but instead he turned around, meeting Aries' eyes and clearing his throat.<br/><br/>"Well I got stabbed." He said, limply holding up his arm and referring to the torn fabric. Maybe it wasn't the best thing to say not that Milo thought about it but all things considering it was probably the objectively worst thing to happen coming out of a chase with a guy who had a knife. To him at least. That also wasn't counting the emotional damage. Milo was just now grasping the fact that if he hadn't chased that man that woman would probably fine and still very much human. That and he still felt ashamed of the fact he couldn't do anything especially since he locked up when faced with the sight of blood.<br/><br/>Milo was pretty sure he was having an anxiety attack because no matter how hard he tried to suck in air his lung wouldn't cooperate and his fingers were starting go numb. He cursed quietly under his breath, trying to quell his shaky hands and continued up the stairs, slamming the door to his bedroom shut and collapsing against the back of it.