"Aaron..." you try to console him, placing a hand on his.

Aaron continues on his rant. "She could kick your ass into next week, too, by the way. Having powers is super, but the Army are the real heroes." Aaron turns to you and Liz, helping you both from your seats like a gentleman. "We're leaving."

You three leave the room and are escorted out. Unfortunately, the sexist bastard follows you. "Hey! I was promised a full-!"

Aaron turns around and throws his fist into the guy's face, knocking him to the ground. "Stay away from them."

The guy gets up from the ground, holding his bloody nose with a shocked expression. "I'm going to sue you, Johnson!"

Aaron smirks at him. "Try me. No one will let you interview them when I show you're a sexist bastard." He turns to you and wraps a protective arm around your waist, sliding his other arm around Liz's shoulders as you three walk away.

You chuckle and lean into his side. "I could have defended my own honor, Aaron."

"He's protective over us," Liz chuckles, hugging him from the side.

"Well, when it comes to jerks like him? Of course, I am. You're my girls."

Liz chuckles. "I sense that [Y/n] is a little more your girl than I am." She raises an eyebrow and laughs when Aaron blushes.

"Is there something you aren't telling me, Aaron?" you ask with a smirk.

Liz lets go of Aaron and starts to walk to her car. "I have some stuff to do at home. I'll catch up with you guys later."

You wave to her, and Aaron turns to you. "How about we forget about this and go get a coffee You up for that?"

You nod, giving him a smile. "Sounds wonderful."