[Aaron answers the door, looking more than a little lost.]
Hi. You - you can come in.
[His cabin is a copy of his shitty apartment at home. Everything is a little dirty and dingy. The only things that look new are on his desk in the corner. There are books from the library and a scroll with a lovely inked painting of a willow.]
[He's got a bruise on his arm and he's a little woozy from his head hitting the floor, but he's mostly uninjured. Root got the brunt of it and Sanzo stopped any other violence.
Aaron sits on the bed to let him inspect.]
He - he said I should have known better. I should have - have asked to stop it or - or something.
I think that's something you're meant to deal with head on, Aaron. I don't know that it's something the Admiral could just take away from you and have that actually count towards graduation.
Roy has never hurt me. I'm not worried. I just want to know what happened with Dorian, okay? It's important. Not just for you but for the rest of the ship.
[Aaron huffs. That's something he does remember, but it's hard to talk about.
He doesn't even have to lie about this. There's an edge to his voice as he explains. Genuine anger and annoyance.]
He was - was drunk at the party. He - he tried to flirt with me and I told him to - to leave me alone. He - he wouldn't. He touched my hair and - and I lost time.
It's always the - the alcohol. Don't even know if he - he remembers.
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