"Honestly, I'm not liking the sound of either place much, so let's just go out to the alley." Aaron said truthfully. He walked out the door and waited for Grant to follow.<br/><br/>"I ask myself that question every day." Kesch answered, drinking some of the alcohol, "I mean, he needs more sleep than I do, he needs weapons, the only thing I need more than him is food." Kesch drank some more of the liquid. "I suppose the reason I stay with him is... well... he's my family. No, not family in the sense we are brothers born by the same mother, but in different sort of way. You see, about three years ago I was living by myself here. My parents were dead and my older brother refused to have anything to do with me. Well, I took a liking to eating people, so that's what I did. I would hide in an alley, wait for somebody to come by, then snatch them up and eat them. One day I saw a kid, he was about 18, and I decided he looked tasty. So I grabbed at him, but he must have seen me because he quickly moved. I told him that he was doomed, that he couldn't outrun me. He asked me "Why are you doing this?", and I told him it was because I needed to eat. He offered to let me stay at his house, where he'd fix me up something decent to eat. Well, with me being homeless I didn't exactly have any reason to say no. So we went to his house, where I got a shower, some hot food, and got to sleep in a bed. The next day he never said I had to leave, so I stayed there with him. I stayed that day, the next one, and the next one, but he still never said I had to leave. Eventually he spoke to me, told me I could stay as long as I liked. I took him up on the offer. At first I was thinking about eating him and taking everything he had for myself, but I could never bring myself to do it. A friendship developed, and three years later I am still with that boy who showed me kindness, the only person willing to take a broken man with him and show him compassion. I know it all sounds kinda corny, but that's why I'm with him. We're friends, and as long as I live and breathe no harm shall befall that boy." Kesch drank what was left in the bottle, then set it down on the bar. "Thanks for the drink. Anyway, I've been going on about myself for awhile, what about you? You got anyone you care for?"