"Yeah, yeah, it's fine." Aleron soon answered, in a delayed manner, having taken another minute after rereading the text message he had received, quickly locking his phone so it went black, then putting it back on the beside table quickly, as if he didn't want to touch it. And in truth, he'd never been a fan with phones, but his mother had required it. Surely, she helped push Aleron to behave during this all, but she wasn't too keen with the thought of losing her son, just in case. And a phone, frankly, was a brilliant device for emergencies.<br/><br/>"I hope you aren't too shabby at those massages.." Aleron mused with a small grin. "When I work, I get overly stressed.. Lets hope you aren't the same way." He concluded, rolling over so he could face Jaron, gently running the fingers of a hand through the man's hair slowly once he had. "I wonder what you'd look like as a wolf." He mindlessly mused, more to himself than to Jaron. "Usually the fur matches your hair.." He ran his fingers through Jaron's hair again, as if to emphasize on his point.