Room 238, Friday morning

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Aeryn starts to wake up, and realizes that it's kind of nice to not want to really quietly kill things. Especially since she'll be able to kill things slightly louder this weekend. There's another issue, there, too, but it's nothing too bad and she can deal with it later. Right now she's content curling up with John, who really does things right sometimes.

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John is totally not awake. That may be the reason he snores a little, mutters something and clings to her tighter.

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Aeryn has no problem being held tighter, so she lets him do it, smiling a little and trying to make out what it is he's saying.

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"Don't eat the tire," he mumbles. "It's bad for you."

He huffs lightly and sighs.

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Aeryn laughs softly, because she can't help it. She tried her best not to.

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"It'll get stuck in your teeth," he mutters again, frowning now. "It doesn't taste like chicken!"

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Still smiling, she kisses him lightly, maybe just to shut him up.

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That's enough to kind of wake him up. He blinks sleepily at her.

"You're not eating a tire, are you?"

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"No," she answers. "You people have strange delicacies."

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He shakes his head and rubs his eyes.

"No, dream. Weird things happen in my dreams."

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"Wouldn't have guessed," she says, running a hand over his arm.

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"You're up early," he comments, frowning just slightly. "Everything okay?"

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She nods, because while that might not be true later, right now's another story. "Yeah," she assures him.

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"Good," he says and tucks his head under her chin, curling up and sighing again.

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Aeryn gently starts rubbing his back, doubting he'll need it to get back to sleep, but she doesn't feel like stopping.

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He breathes quietly for a few minutes before saying, "I shouldn't go back to sleep. I sleep a lot..."

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"As long as you wake up later, it's fine," she tells him. She doesn't feel like getting up yet, either.

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"'Kay," he says, curling up and shutting his eyes. "Night again."

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"Good night," she murmurs, kissing the top of his head before closing her eyes again, too.