He shrugged at the first comment. His timing was rarely wrong, but whether they realized it or not was not his fault. Though he did not immediately remove his hand when she pouted at him, Arron did rub the top of her hand before letting go. "I think it may make you feel better. Remember words without a release don't feel as good."
The dark alley wasn't the most pleasant place to chill, considering who knew what drunks or homeless did back there, but Arron wasn't about to move either. If Aria was there, he was going to be there until she attempted to beat the shit out of him for his annoyance to her or until he dragged her back to the dorms. Luckily he didn't have to force her to leave.
"Unfortunately all that boozing and other bar appropriate behavior stopped as soon as you stepped on stage, doll." He wasn't even using it as a flirtation, it had actually been true. Standing up, Arron held out his hand to help her up. "Ok, let's go." When she stood up he took off his button down- the only thing he had to offer- and placed it around her shoulders. Arron didn't mind the cool night. It wasn't like it was in the negatives. "Sorry this is all I have."