It was not a gesture that Alexander himself had undertaken lightly, but now he knew how soft the boy's skin felt, well, he would ensure that he enjoyed such a gesture again in the future. "I hope that you enjoy-"
He didn't finish that sentance, a sudden burst of light and noise filling the street, a cloud of orange fire and smoke rippling forth out of the side of one building, part of it's roof and supporting walls clearly destroyed in the glow of the explosion. The driver had slammed his foot onto the breaks, the limo skidding to one side as it stopped, ash and debris raining down on the car bonnet and the road around them.
It was an instinctive move to put his arm out and stop Aiden flying forward, bracing himself as the car suddenly slowed. Where he had developed those instincts he did not say, but he was clearly shaken none the less. "What on earth?" He managed, looking out towards the burning building.