"Marian was always impassioned as a child. Even as a newborn." His eyes remained on Katie and Aiden as they played. The fact that he'd just had his bucket yanked from his hands did not seem to bother the boy. "Is his Farher no longer here?" It was only an assumption, but he didn't see anything of the two Anna lived with in Aidens face. He wouldn't be presumptuous enough to ask what had happened. Leaving it as a yes or no question gave her the chance to avoid talking about it.
"I don't know." He shrugged helplessly. "I want us to be friends, Anna. I like you. Truth be told you remind me of me. Or me when I was younger, maybe. But I know you lost a great deal when the last..,me, left. So it is your move."