Kesch finished his meat and walked up the stairs and went into Aaron's room. He sat down on the rather large lounge chair that sat beside Aaron's bed, which groaned and creaked as Kesch sat down on it because it wasn't used to holding that much weight. Kesch looked down at Aaron's sleeping form. Why did he put up with the human? He could easily eat him and take everything he had. Then he remembered why. He put up with him because Aaron had saved him. Kesch was broken, defeated, lost. He lived in whatever alley suited him best and killed people whenever he got hungry. One day he ran into Aaron, who offered him a place to stay, this began their close friendship. Kesch ran one of his clawed fingers through Aaron's hair as he slept. He cared about Aaron and he knew Aaron cared about him. Aaron always had what was best for him in mind, even if Kesch didn't always agree with what Aaron thought. Kesch put both his claws in his lap and began to look around the room. He was going to make sure nothing hurt Aaron. After all, he was the only friend Kesch had.