Aleron ignored the comment about running to his mother, the rumble in his throat simply growing more pronounced as the growl slightly grew, though otherwise he didn't respond to it. "A week, and you're already complaining?" Aleron immediately scoffed at Jaron, and really just wanting to prove that Jaron hadn't intimidated him (Even though he really had), Aleron simply strolled in and flopped on the other side of the bed as Jaron, laying on his back carelessly.<br/><br/>"Imagine going through a month then." He taunted with a raise of his brow, not looking over at Jaron while instead he was studying the ceiling. Then he cared to state, "I've never cared for anything sexual. Just goes to prove werewolve's must not be as<span style="font-style: italic">needy</span>as vampires." Maybe he was pushing.. But he didn't care to stop even if he was.