Room 238, Wednesday evening

Aeryn doesn't have class on Wednesday, which is probably a bad thing, since she spent most of the day thinking way too hard about some of the things she'd heard last night. She's not one to panic, and if it's something John's been dealing with for this long, she knows there's no reason to freak out. Too much, at least.

Still, there's thinking, which is why her textbook is laying open on the table, as it has been since she gave up on it. She did distract herself at one point by going to get takeout from Ching Tai, waiting on the kitchen counter. She has no idea why, it just seemed like the thing to do.

Room 238, Thursday evening

When Aeryn's morning is more traumatic than Ethics class? That's a problem.

Seeing her mother after roughly thirteen cycles is strange. Having a gun held up to her and having her boyfriend manhandled by aliens that- oddly enough- she doesn't think belong here disturbs her. The part that really scares her is that she doubts Xhalax got back in her ship and went away to apologize for not bringing Aeryn in.

Aeryn closes the door, locks it without thinking, and takes a seat on the bed as she goes over her options.


[Open. Just know that Aeryn might not be all that forthcoming about what happened today. *pats her*]