Aaron was enjoying his day with Marta, planning their home together. He'd been a bit absorbed in her and the house lately - so much so that he'd left physio to Bruce and not to himself so he hadn't seen Jake in a while. There was something playing at the back of his mind and he could feel the snowball headed to his back just before it hit.
Aaron let it hit him. A small, broken smile graced his lips and he kissed Marta on the cheek, winking at her before turning to see who the kid was. Aaron wondered when he didn't quite recognise the boy but there was something about him that he couldn't fit his head around.. "Hey, kid," Aaron yelled back, "You mean to hit my girlfriend or me?"