When the other spoke Aries blinked, a bit surprised that the other wasn't feeding... He'd already picked up on the other's habits and roughly how much blood he consumed in a day, and yet the other hadn't had anything since last night now. "No, I'm fine." He mumbled, not about to ask for ingredients to try cooking with, it was just a waste of money he assured himself again. Though as he set his chips on the couch as the man seemed in a hurry to leave he did look him over for a moment.<br/><br/>"Is it okay for you to go out around humans without eating?" He decided to ask, though he clearly had no intention of stopping him, and rather than even continue the conversation he turned to head upstairs. "I'm going to shower." He simply stated, not looking for an argument but... He did recall when the other had returned from being in town before and rushed right to the freezer to feed... It made him shudder a bit, both because he would eventually do the same he was sure... But also because the thought of drinking some right now made his mouth water.<br/><br/>He dismissed it though and once in the bathroom he stripped down and started the water, leaving it on cool as he looked down at his reddened legs. He sighed, knowing the water would sting, but he might as well wash up before changing clothes. As he stepped under the water he also looked at the scars on his thighs... If he didn't look this way then maybe he would have gone swimming with the other... Though even the does on his wrist were unpleasant. He then noted that he seemed to be getting thinner... It was odd seeing as he'd been eating more than he had in a long while, but clearly his body wasn't doing much with it as he touched his ribs.<br/><br/>He eventually focused on actually washing up, though his hands still stung he did manage, and when he was finished he gingerly began drying himself. He figured the other would be out for a little bit still and so he wrapped the towel around himself and trotted downstairs to rummage around for clothes, thinking perhaps he'd at least it's the bag with his clothes in the guest room so it was closer to the bathroom. Was it odd to think that way? That he could put things into a proper room instead of just on the floor by the couch? He didn't want to get too comfortable in any one place, so he simply began dressing in sweat pants and a sweater once again.