Voltrick stopped as his abdomen tightened. Why did Aidan say anything at all? Isn't he angry with him? Or is he inquiring so he could find another reason to hate him further? Voltrick kept his back facing Aidan, but turned his head to his right to see Aidan from the corner of his eye. "I don't want to hurt anyone else." His voice rumbled lowly through his rasped voice. "And they weren't worth it to lose control and hurt you again." He continued as he faced away from Aidan again.

Aidan's brows lowered to that. Didn't want to hurt me? He wasn't able to keep himself from being hurt nowadays...

He turned towards Voltrick, taking a few steps after him, "How did you know I was here?" he demanded, taking a moment to collect his hazed thoughts. He was so sure no one would have found him here. "...Were you...following me?"

Voltrick's frustration began to grow increasingly. He didn't want to argue with aidan, but he wasn't going to just leave him without answering. "You were thrown out of the tavern, anyone could see that if they were away from the inn.." he said as calmly as possible, turning his head left slightly.

Following him in the first place was obviously upsetting to Aidan, so Voltrick was careful to try and avoid that as much as possible. "Why did you leave the inn? From the others?" Voltrick turned a bit to see Aidan fully. He didn't want to, but he feared it would anger Aidan further if he kept his back to him.

"Why did I leave a safe place like that, you mean?" Aidan said with hinted contempt. Thinking about the inn where the others were just made him angry, especially after his 'talk' with Murdoc. He suddenly remembered what Murdoc said to him earlier...that he ran away whenever something bad happened. Was that really how he was?

Aidan lowered his head at this thought, "...I...I just wanted to get away. I barely spoke to anyone...except Debalora." he paused after he said the name, recalling their conversation as well.

"You know..." he said quietly after a while, looking up towards Voltrick with a saddened expression, "...She's really worried about you...so am I." Aidan added, casting his gaze away again. "You should consider more for her than with me. Since..." at this he added a small laugh awkwardly, "I don't know. Everything is beyond me. Look at me...I was kicked out of a bar and almost killed just now. I'm a lost cause now, but she's there...with Brandon. They'd help you."

His voice was silent, a sort of pitiful smile along his features, thinking about what Debalora had said. Antonis and he messed everything up for Voltrick. It really was true. None of this would have happened if--

Aidan looked back at Voltrick with his smile fading, lifting his brows a bit, "...Voltrick?"

Voltrick remained silent as Aidan spoke, his features wincing at the mention of Debalora. Voltrick fully faced Aidan now, but lowered his head as Aidan continued. His ears lowered shamefully as well. Worried? Why would they worry about Voltrick? After all that he's done, they're worried about him? Voltrick wanted to reject it, it couldn't be true. But if it was...

Voltrick's gaze raised back to Aidan when he said his name again. His ears perked up slightly to acknowledge Aidan, but he wouldn't respond vocally.

Aidan was silent as he stared back at Voltrick, either in deep thought of what he was going to say next or had nothing he could express in words.

A long time passed before the cat finally spoke in shaken tone, "...Voltrick, I'm...I'm sorry--for everything. None of this would have happened if we didn't show up. And..." Aidan looked down to his hands in shame, biting his bottom lip lightly. He didn't know what to say beyond that, knowing only the guilt that was building up inside the more he thought about it. Everything was really their fault...his fault. He could have denied helping Antonis get into the house, he could have been stronger and not have Voltrick save him every time he was in trouble...like he did just now.

Aidan rubbed his eye with the back of his hand as he glanced away. He should just leave and get out of Voltrick's life if it meant the tiger could have a better life. Maybe he should leave everyone else for that matter. He only seemed to complicate things. Aidan looked down the other end of the alley, wondering where he would go if he left.

Voltrick probably felt the same way...it would explain why he left after attacking Antonis. Aidan realized now that Voltrick made the decision for their betterment. And in that reasoning, Aidan strongly felt that Voltrick should go back to his 'family'.

"They are your family." Aidan said as an afterthought, "They won't kick you out. Debalora hopes you can come back."

Voltrick's expression turned to surprise, but quickly faded to frustration. "..You.." he began but shook his head as if irritated he began his sentence. "No.." A heavy breath was taken before barely exhaling it. "Do not apologize to me." Voltrick took another breath and lowered his gaze to the ground. "I made my decisions, I'm the one who should be apologizing. If anything, you helped me before everything happened." Voltrick's frustrations grew as time went by. Aidan shouldn't be apologizing. He shouldn't ever apologize. Everyone has hurt him, Voltrick has hurt him. Its everything acting on each other that has brought everything against them.

"...Debalora wants who I was. She doesn't want who I am now. I'm an uncontrollable freak who's blinded by his own anger." Voltrick looked up to Aidan as he said this. Anger riled him, but his eyes were red and wet with tears. "And why should anyone even worry about a thing like me?"

Aidan turned to glare at Voltrick, upset at the last thing he said, "I'm worrying about you!" he almost yelled, clutching his fists. "Ever since everything got out of control, I've been worrying. And I can't do anything more than that. I'm a weak cat who can't do shit! I've never felt so helpless in my life!"

Behind the building, Darcia was still lying on the ground, listening with interest. And after seeing their reactions, there was certainly something going on between them. His tail brushed against the ground lightly as he thought. No doubt that man was the one who fought him on the mountain. So he was friends with the feline as well? It would be wonderful payback. Taking Aidan's life would cause such a tragedy between three men...he liked the idea.

Darcia licked his chaps before coming to a stand, looming away from the alley, walking away towards the forest. If he wanted the best effect, taking the cat's life now wouldn't give him the kind of satisfaction he was looking for. So he'll wait and watch, keeping the cat in careful view at all times.

Voltrick's breaths became heavier as he looked around aimlessly before returning it to Aidan. "I hurt you.. I lied to you. You should hate me!" he shouted before he lowered his tone again. "Everyone should hate me. I've hurt everyone in the worst way." Voltrick tensed up, but paused and attempted to calm himself. "Weakness should not be measured by strength. But by what a man does. You.. have helped everyone more than you have fought against an enemy. That is not weakness."

Aidan frowned as he found their argument wasn't going to get them anywhere. That and the cold was getting to him. "Fine!" he settled, "Everyone should hate you and I can't help my friends. We're both stupid and can't do anything good for ourselves." Aidan rose his hands to rub his arms, finding that he had been shivering, "Let's just...let's just find someplace to stay. I don't want to talk about this anymore."

Voltrick scowled to himself and lowered his head after Aidan's demand to end the arguement. He didn't want the arguement to happen in the first place! He could have just left and it wouldn't have happened. But then, he wouldn't have known how Aidan felt. Or even how Debalora felt... His features calmed, but became more concerned as Aidan spoke again.

"Let's?" Voltrick questioned. "You want for us to go to the same place?" Voltrick was too dangerous, he knew that. And now they ended their arguement on a low note. And now he wants to leave with Voltrick? Why doesn't he just go back to the others at the inn?

Aidan seemed upset at the whole thing, but he was really just determined to go someplace warmer than this.

"Yes. You and me. We're not done talking and I don't want to go back to the inn."

Voltrick's frustrated gaze returned. "Fine.." Voltrick stopped for a moment as he considered where exactly they should go. Anywhere public was out of the question. It will work for Aidan, but Voltrick has now been seen by two more people. And rumors of a monster with his description will quickly flow around the town. They may be able to find somewhere, but Voltrick will have to stay hidden. "There is a smaller inn at the edge of town, but if we're not done.. it will be hard for me to be inside. I have to remain unseen if I'm not to alert everyone in the town. And I'm not going to be found by the panther's hunting party." Voltrick's brow lowered as he considered where he had stayed the previous nights, but it was dangerous. "And there was a farm with a secluded barn outside of town. Its not luxury, but its warm. But if anyone follows us, it will be hard to stop an attack."

Aidan didn't want to be anywhere public either, seeing as almost half the town saw him kicking and yelling in the tavern.

"The barn sounds fine. It's not as bad as what we've been through before." Aidan reasoned, walking towards Voltrick, hoping he would lead the way.

Voltrick sneered a bit as he looked behind himself. He was alright going by himself, if anyone followed him it would be their own demise. But Aidan was coming with him, he didn't expect Aidan even wanting to be near him. ... he didn't expect a lot of things. But here he is now, standing next to Aidan.

Plus, that familiar scent still lingered in the air. It obviously wasn't the muggers, and Voltrick couldn't help but feel as if whatever it was, was close by. Voltrick didn't like this at all. But Aidan wanted somewhere warm, and that was the only place to go that was secluded enough for Voltrick.

Voltrick glanced back Aidan with a quirked brow before turning around to walk down the ally; expecting Aidan to follow. And since that scent was still nearby, Voltrick remained stiffly on guard.