Aaron was sure that the Seal thought it was funny, invisi-shackling him to Grace, the very goddamn definition of Jailbait. The worst part was that she was pretty clearly into him and Aaron couldn't do a damn thing about it with her being as young as she was. Hell, back home, she was beyond too young. She couldn't have been a couple of years older when she got dropped here, though, could she? Aaron spent the entirety of the first day 'stuck' with her tip-toeing around her and being very careful with his words in spite of the way that she turned up the heat on him with a little more blatancy in her flirting than normal.
So, when Ismara Solo and Conner showed up at their room, it was a very much welcome interruption. Finally, she'd have someone her own age to talk to and he could relax a little. Plus, it was always nice chilling with Conner. Ainsley was a cool kid, if a little dim. It didn't last long enough for Aaron's taste, if he was honest, but sooner than later, the other pair was gone.
Laying back on his own bed and lacing his hands behind his head, Aaron gave a facial shrug in response. "...and then there were two," he echoed. He wondered to himself how long he could get away with going without a shower before she started to complain. Or, he supposed, it was possible he'd start to feel disgusting before that happened. He'd had one the previous night and all he'd been able to do all day was sit around in their room or eat, so he figured, for the time being at least, he was all right. "You ready to go to bed?" he asked, intentionally omitting the because we basically have shit else to do right now from the end.