Despite everything, the other male still held him there as he tried to find any sort of redemption for himself in his own mind. He was just a monster now, and he didn't think he could ever be around people again. If he was willing to give in just because the other had a scratch, would he really attack someone? He couldn't convince himself that he wouldn't, and that was the part that he knew would probably plague him forever. As the male turned down his request he simply shook his head softly, but no words would come out... How was he just supposed to live like this now?<br/><br/>When the other stood Aries simply wiped his face, not wanting anyone to see him crying in the first place, though when he noticed the newest stranger he gave him a hard look as though he were angry that he'd seen him this way. So, while the two were heading to the kitchen he finished wiping his face and then flopped on the couch and curled up with his back to them, not caring that he'd now ruined the other's shirt with blood from his chin.<br/><br/>Still, he did feel his stomach churn as he knew that the man's unsteadiness was due to him, and the fact that he could weaken someone like that, that he could risk killing someone like that... He probably would have vomited at the thought if his body wasn't currently very intent on withholding its meal rather than going through all of that again for another. So, he simply lay there wallowing in his own misery again, hating that all he could do was feel sorry for himself.