Aaron shrugs, his expression more bitter than he likes it. Usually, he tries to keep a positive outlook. He doesn't like the idea that he could only do so because he'd never lost anything truly dear to him. He'd never wanted to be that kind of hypocrite.

"I haven't been able to get it open. But when I do, you'll be the first person I tell." He tries to summon up some humor, and it falls painfully flat, to his ear.