Room 209, Sunday afternoon/evening

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After leaving Sanctity, Aeryn's really impressively agitated. She's on the phone as soon as she's out the door, heading back to the dorms.

And once she's back there, she opens the door to 209 and waits.

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"That might be a good idea," she frowns.

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"Yeah." One more glance at the corner and there are no shadows. "Okay. I'll go take a nap."

And he makes to open the door and head back to 238.

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"You can stay here," she says, because she has no idea what's going on, but she kind of wants to keep an eye on him. And despite anything she may have said, it's like Darla and Drusilla all over again, with her watching the door.

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He shrugs and moves over to her bed, laying down quietly on his side and curling up.

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She watches him for a moment. It's too early to sleep, but she doesn't want to leave. She sits on the edge of the bed, reaching over to lightly touch his jaw with the back of her fingers.

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He squirms a bit, frowning in his sleep and huffing slightly.

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Aeryn pulls her hand back, but doesn't stop watching him. She gets up to lock the door, and resumes her position.