The interrogation room door suddenly opened, and Aaron strolled in as if he belonged there. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"Aaron?" Skye froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and turned to May. "Don't tell me it's him?"
"A psychologist Coulson specifically brought in," May said matter-of-factly. "We all agreed that finding someone you know would help the assessment go more smoothly."
Skye let out a relieved breath, then shifted into a more comfortable position. "That helps a lot. Thank Coulson for me.
"And thank you all, too."
May shrugged, turned, and left the interrogation room, closing the door behind her.
Aaron dragged over a chair and casually sat across from Skye. "To be honest, I've been exhausted lately. When Coulson came looking for me, I was just about to take a vacation.
"I didn't want to come at first. I had every right to refuse his request."
"But you came anyway."
"Because of certain reasons. They have something to do with you, though you weren't the main reason." As Aaron spoke, he took a gourd-shaped Spray Pear from his ring. Through its crystal-clear skin, tiny bubbles could be seen clinging to the flesh.
A thin straw pierced the top of the Spray Pear. Aaron took a deep pull of the juice, and instantly felt refreshed. "Ah! It feels like standing atop a mountain in autumn."
"Uh... what exactly are you drinking?"
"A Spray Pear, an incredibly rare Dream Ingredient.
"This fruit doesn't exist on Earth. I paid a high price to get it through special channels." Aaron gave a brief introduction, then flipped through Fitz and Simmons's test reports. "Back to business. Let's begin your psychological assessment."
Skye pressed her lips together, looking a little nervous. "We're starting already?"
"No need to be nervous. You only