He cupped her hand in his, feeling the skin beneath foreign and the same all at once. It was scary, seeing her like this but at the same time, she was his Marta. Aaron turned his head and kissed her palm, taking his time. "Really? Even with thus ugly mug? I batted way outta my league when I got you." she grinned softly.
"Are you from the future?" he asked, scared to get confirmation of his suspicions.