Ari was sitting on the bed. Not even paying any attention to the bathroom. Knowing she was safe. He was in the kitchen only after Stella led the way. He watched Ashley making waffles. He didn't know what they were just that they looked funny. He looks at Ashley like she grew three heads and started breathing fire. His expression went from happy to pissed to emotionless in under three seconds. He growled quite audibly at the words Ashley said. Muttering under his breath. "He will keep his hands to himself if he knows whats good for him." He muttered other things in Ancient Egyptian that were less polite than that. He did not like this Dylan. Simply because he liked Stella and thus would possibly try and take her from him. That just was not happening. Not because she was like a possession his but because she was his in a much deeper and more romantic sense. He wasn't territorial...much. He just wasn't going to lose Stella to some new age...person. He was growling more in clear disliking of the words Ashley had muttered.