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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"Zhaan seems to think he would do it just because he could."

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John covers his face with his hand and shakes his head again.

"I don't want to be tortured," he admits.

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She stands again, walking over to him. "He won't do anything," she assures him. "He hasn't so far, he can't get into the dorms... At least not without me shooting him in the head."

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"I have a headache," he says quietly.

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She touches his face and asks, "Are you okay?"

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"I believe him and he was lying to me," he tells her. "He lied to me and I didn't do anything."

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"You couldn't know," says Aeryn. "If he hadn't started off questioning me, I probably would have just believed it, too. You had no way of knowing."

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"I guess."

And there's a shadow in the corner, brief and looming. It catches John's attention and he jerks his head towards it, staring.

There's nothing there.

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Aeryn follows his gaze. "John?"

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He blinks a few times to make sure there is, in fact, nothing there.

"What?"

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She tilts her head a little at him and frowns. "Are you all right?" she asks, because he didn't actually answer the question.

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"I'm tired," he says and continues avoiding that question because he's really not sure. And he's still glancing at the spot where the shadow was.

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Aeryn looks back at the spot again because she has no idea what he's looking at. "There's nothing there," she says.

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"I know," he says, tearing his eyes away. "I was just thinking."

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"Tell me," she says.

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He shakes his head at her. "It's nothing important. Just stuff."

And there's laughing from the corner and the shadow drifts away in a slither of smoke.

He frowns this time, shaking his head again.

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Aeryn doesn't even know what to say, because it seems like he's not really with her at the moment. She just watches for a moment and says, "It's okay to be a little freaked out..."

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"It's not that," he says absently. "I'm not freaked out."

And there's more laughing, closer now, flitting around his ears and John squeezes his eyes closed, trying to ward whatever this is off.

He's still got his eyes closed when the laughing stops.

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"John," says Aeryn again, and she's thinking he seems pretty freaked out.

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"What?" John says, opening his eyes and immediately looking around.

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He blinks once and looks back at Aeryn. "What?"

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Aeryn eyes him. "You tell me."

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"Nothing," he says after a moment. "Nothing. M'tired and think I need a nap."

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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.