Milo stayed quite for a moment, almost flinching at the venomous words leaving the red head's mouth. The statement pushed all the right buttons.<br/><br/>"I didn't either but there's nothing you can do about it now!" He snapped, running a frustrated hand through his hair. He gritted his teeth, reeling back and trying to stifle his anger and choosing is next words carefully. Dealing with this man was...troublesome to say the least. But he knew his conflict all too well.<br/><br/>"I know." He said softly, moving around the couch and sitting at the opposite end of where Aries was situated. He put the mug down, face set in a deep frown as stared into the deep red liquid.<br/><br/>"I know you didnt ask for this, but you're not some uncontrollable monster. At least not right now- that's what happens when you don't feed. You're still<i>you</i>, just different. You're going to keep torturing yourself until you accept that."<br/><br/>Milo got up, grabbing his mug and walking away from the couch. "And you'll do something you'll regret." He added ominously.