Aries could feel a cool sweat sticking on his skin, but it wasn't the worst that it could be... At least he'd woken rather quickly, he hadn't been stuck in the dream for all too long. He was managing to calm down, though when the other spoke he simply glanced up to him, then glanced away and sat on the couch and hugged his legs up to his chest instead. As long as he was small, as long as he was out of the way... Those thoughts still lingered in his mind from a time even before being stuck on the streets.<br/><br/>He eventually simply shook his head at the question, but he had no sharp remark or glare to give. He was thirsty, his throat ached, and now... Even sleep seemed to just bring him agony. He was silent for a long while, but eventually, he did speak again. "Why don't you just drink from me?" He asked softly, though his eyes simply stared dully at the tv.<br/><br/>He had been wondering this to some degree since the male forced him to feed from him... If a vampire could drink from another, then why didn't the man just feed on him rather than drinking the re-warmed blood? Sure, Aries assumed it would be hard on him, it would make his own thirst worst, it might even kill him... But it was an option for the other vampire wasn't it? Especially since Aries was just... Here. The man brought him food, clothes, let him sleep here... Surely it could count as payment, right? And honestly... Aries wouldn't mind if the other wanted to drink him dry.