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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"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.

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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.