Room 209, Saturday afternoon

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After talking with Isabel in the gym, Aeryn heads back up to her room. She's been given something to think about, even though she doesn't even know how to broach the topic with John at the moment. Which is fine as he's currently in detention anyway. Besides, they have to see Zhaan first, and that's going to take a bit of preparation as it is. She just isn't sure how much John will want to reveal and how much she'll have to say for him and how much trouble she'll get into about that. She's just had to learn how to be much more careful, that's all. It's a skill she should have had before.

She closes her door.

[Knocking is perfectly acceptable.]

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"Yes, because that's what I'm concerned about right now," she bites out, and she's irritated about a lot right now. That should be very, very visible.

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"I know," Cameron says softly and rubs his forehead. "I'm sorry. I say stupid stuff when I don't know how to fix things. Just... anything you guys need and I'll get it. I'll even keep my mouth shut too."

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"Good," she says, and she means it. "He doesn't want people to know, and if people start finding out, it means I told them and I'm the only one he's frelling talking to. None of this leaves this room."

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Cameron has to bite his tongue, but his reply is still short. "You know me better than that."

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Any reply she gives will only make things worse. "I'll see you later," she says.

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"Fine," he says and leaves. He probably could have shut the door mor quietly.