What should he do? Getting away was a good idea... He didn't want to bother Luca anymore, he didn't want to drink from him again, he didn't want to see him hurt again... A lump formed in his throat and he realized how hard it was to breathe, let alone move... He wanted to stay, he wanted to make sure Luca was okay. He felt guilty for wanting to stay, he felt guilty because he knew that really it was just his selfish desire.<br/><br/>Right, he should leave... But before he could he felt someone grab his arm. He looked up sharply, surprised, but when he saw Luca and heard the words of worry and praise he felt his resolve crumble to dust. Was Luca really glad he was back? Why did he ask an immortal if he was okay? If he was hurt? Why did he want Aries to stay? The vampire softly pulled his arm out of Luca's grasp, but only to wrap his arms around the male's torso and hug him firmly while trying to be careful of his injuries. He nuzzled the other's shoulder and his own shoulders trembled slightly before he softly shook his head. " 'M okay." He said quietly against the other before pulling back enough to look up at the man.<br/><br/>"Are you okay? Are you hurting? Want help to bed?" He asked, but rather than his normal swift chattering it sounded more... exhausted. His eyes were foggy, the edges red from his crying, and while he felt bad touching the human while covered in filth he also found himself too close to whatever edge rested in his mind. How much farther could he step before falling off completely? If Luca didn't reach out to him now, where would he be by morning? Was his "end" becoming a feral? Is that the thing staring at him from across the line he was now standing right upon? "Can I really... Stay...?" He asked as though he didn't mean to voice it, as though the words slipped out along with the soft cracking of his voice.