Aleron scoffed quietly to himself after Jaron's father had left, downing glass after glass in hopes to get himself a buzz. It certainly wasn't as hard as vampires had it- He only had to drink about two bottles, roughly, and he'd already have the starting of a slurr. He paused at his fifth glass, as he saw Jaron walking towards him and almost sneered but refrained himself from doing so.<br/><br/>He could tell the please was a work of effort and was rather surprised with it, almost rolling his eyes as he downed the rest of what was in the glass he was holding. "Fine." He stated simply, and, as if knowing what would look better to everyone else rather than the two just walking up together, he took one of Jaron's hands and entwined his fingers with the vampire's casually despite how much he didn't want to do it. He knew how to look good in front of others. Sometimes- Like now- He just really didn't like doing it.<br/><br/>"Lead the way, then." He muttered a moment later, trying not to sound or look too displeased.