Milo caught the mans wrist, pulling him back and grabbing his shirt. Truth be told he did it without thinking. It probably wasn't a good idea to start getting in this guy's personal space so he couldn't blame him for being agitated but it didn't make things any easier. He was grasping at straws here, but he needed to say something to prevent the man from leaving. Milo could only imagine the chaos if he happened upon some other poor drunk souls.<br/><br/>"Listen, that's not a good idea. I can explain if you come with me." He said sternly. "I can tell you've been turned being around humans right now is too dangerous!"<br/><br/>Milo was going over possible scenario's in his head. The man could make a scene. Yell. He could try to run too, but Milo wasn't intent on letting that happen. He could knock him out of need be, but what kind of impression would that leave? Regardless of weather or not the man needed his help he didn't want to<i>kidnap</i>him. It seemed like he hadn't even fed. Which was simultaneously good and bad. He hadn't hurt anyone, but how long would that last until his new body forced him to give in to it's needs to blood? Milo could try feeding him... That seemed like a good option. He could pull him off if need be, he was confident in his strength, but then what?