Room 209, Sunday morning

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Aeryn did not sleep. Pretty much at all. One moment she was letting John go on about kids because it seemed to be keeping him calm, and the next they were finding out that in that other reality, he killed her.

John's reaction is what concerns her. They don't even know for a fact that there is anything in his head, but it doesn't seem to matter. In the early morning when he at least seems to be sleeping, Aeryn spends some time hiding anything potentially dangerous in the room. She's not worried about him trying to hurt her. Not that she's big on leaving him alone right now. Then she comes to bed, drapes an arm across John, and continues to not sleep.

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"Maybe I'm shy," she counters.

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"I've seen you naked," he points out. "No reason to be shy around me."

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"That's different," she says. "And don't ask me how, it just is."

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"I don't think it is," he says. "You've seen me sing. We have a book drawn about our sex life. No reason to be embarrassed."

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She will be arguing this full on into next week. Which might be good if it keeps him distracted, but she doesn't have that kind of stamina. "Promise me that you will never ask me again."

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"Scout's Honor, I will never ask you again."

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He may get a little snippet of the Smile Time theme song which I don't know so handwave. And then Aeryn kind of looks like she's about ready to smother herself with a pillow. Or a mass of weetiny bunnies.

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If anything, his grin widens and he looks happier then he's looked in days.

"Thank you."

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"Shhh," she tells him, willing the bunnies to show up.

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"Mmm." He just lays back down, a smile still on his face.