[This, all of this felt wrong on so many levels and yet eerily familiar. This couldn't be Aidan, this wasn't Aidan, but that didn't make any sense. It obviously WAS Aidan... what else could it be? Even if this sort of felt more like... like HIM. There was simply NO WAY. Mind reeling at the accusation he tried to focus on the other through the blinding pain in his face, squinting at the red-head.]
What boy? What are you talking about? [Muffled slightly behind his hand.]