"You can just be my maid." Milo replied, snickering. He thought of the man in a little maid outfit complete with stockings and a tiny cap and feather duster. Milo didn't know if it was hot or funny and he sort of decided that it was both, keeping the thought to himself.<br/><br/>"And it's not like I have a lot of things to spend my money on anyway- I really don't mind. I don't expect you to like...make up for it or anything. I knew what I was getting into- it's an asshole move to help someone who didn't even ask for it out of your own accord and expect shit back after everything is said and done."<br/><br/>Milo felt like he was rambling so he turned the subject back around to food.<br/><br/>"And it's not useless if you enjoy it. Human's eat things they're not supposed to all the time." He looked at Aries, fully serious. "Maybe you can try to make something I'll actually like. I miss desserts."