Aaron's mind is still reeling from all the newness, the...life? But he knows something about being the lonely kid at the bench, and he can't imagine how difficult this must be to be here alone at his age.

He doesn't take a seat immediately, but he does come bearing his own cup of hot chocolate, with a little candy cane in it, and not one but two gingerbread cookies. You know, as a peace offering.

"Hi." He smiles. "I'm Aaron. You don't mind if we share a table, do you?"