Room 238, Monday morning

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Aeryn came back to the room after Caritas last night, kind of automatically. Not that going out keeps her from waking up around her normal time.

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John blinks awake quickly, some remnant of a weird dream flitting away.

"Morning," he mumbles.

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"Morning," she greets him quietly, turning onto her side to face him. "Sleep okay?"

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"I had a really weird dream that you have big feet with fungus on them and you used them to destory the world," he says rather candidly.

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She frowns, still a little sleepy. "I don't have a fungus. Or big feet."

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"In my dream you did," John says, looking down at her feet. "Weird stuff."

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"You have strange dreams," she says, poking him with her foot like that proves something. Maybe that she doesn't have a fungus.

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"I know I do," he says. "I've had dreams about you and me wrestling in pudding before too."

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Aeryn's a little more awake now, and starting at him. "...Seriously?"

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"Yes," he says slowly. "Especially when we weren't together."

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"I left and you dreamt of pudding?" she asks, still staring. There's nothing wrong with it really, but... weird.

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"Pudding and feathers and bikinis," he admits.

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"...What? Oh, I have a very strange mental image now."

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"I was lonely and sad," he says. "I couldn't help it!"

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She nods. "I know, I'm sorry. ...Do I want to know where the feathers came in?"

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"I used them to tickle you," he says and then shoves the pillow over his face.

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"No tickling," Aeryn says, peeking under the pillow. "You're actually telling me this?"

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"Yes," he says, clutching the pillow tightly. "I have fantasies, okay!"

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The pudding one is just never happening. No. She lets him keep the pillow over his face when she asks, "What else?" She's both curious and scared and she has to ask.

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John almost bites his tongue to keep from talking.

"...in your ship," he says though most of it is mumbled.

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Aeryn raises her eyebrows, smiling a little. "It's not getting much use otherwise," she says, and while she's not trying to think of the logistics, it's happening anyway.

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John groans and clutches the pillow tighter.

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"Don't do that," she tells him. "Anything else?"

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He opens his mouth to say 'no' but what comes out is, "I'm not weird! I just like being with you!"

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"I know."

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"And you should wear more skirts and stuff because they make you look really hot and you have great legs and whenever you do that, I almost lose control of myself," he blurts out. And groans again.