"Hey." Something made Aaron brave, and the aggression he drew from the deep well that was sunk deep inside him somewhere. He followed Shiloh to the counter, pushed his cloth-clad shoulder, light, but it made him feel better. "Hey. You just--you just stopped working for a minute. Like that, like anything, all at once. Like... like dad." He swallowed. "Tell me how come you're so worried all the time."