Aaron had noticed the girl they had saved from Apocalypse’s control was outside staring at the thinly frozen pond.
He had heard that she was having trouble coming to grips with everything that had happened to her and just from what he had heard it was a lot of heavy stuff.
Aaron walked up next to her by the pond to see if maybe could help in some small either to talk to or just listen to what’s happened.
“Hey, I’m Aaron,” he says as he gets to the edge of the lake, “Is there anything I can help you with?”
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