'Aaron' halted. "I-uhm I can't. I'm moving with instincts."
"Aaron, are you okay? How are you feeling? Does your back still hurt?" Right away, Rain felt there was everything odd about this Aaron. Had he fully recovered already? However, she couldn't ponder further than believing he must be feeling wronged.
She trailed cautiously after him, stretched her hands to reach for him, and ended up touching his chest.
Out of concern and upmost innocence, she traced her palms erratically over his chest, patting and feeling thoroughly.
"Have your wounds been treated? Does it still hurt badly? I'm sorry…"
'Aaron' tautened. Hastily, he swept her wandering palm away from his body. "Don't-don't touch me so recklessly!"