Julian would simply shrug lightly, having enough knowledge about Areku to know that even though he was very cool and mature up front, that he was secretly fuming beneath the surface. It actually made him smile lightly, knowing that he was getting under the guy's skin, if he were to be totally honest with himself. There was once a time, back during freshman year, when Julian would have considered Areku a friend, rather or not the playboy shared the same sentiments was lost on Julian though. It wasn't until a few years later, when Julian discovered just how many women he ran through in a year, that his respect for the man started to decline quite a bit. For a while he thought that it was just that his frame of mind was obsolete, something to mask his jealousy, however, as he matured further he realized that he was perfectly fine with waiting until the time was right, waiting until he found somebody that he cared deeply for. Julian would think with his heart and his mind, not the.... other organs... that males were known to think with. "Perhaps it's true, I am biased. Still, that doesn't automatically make my opinion invalid, now does it?"