Room 238, late Wednesday night

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After almost a year of being here, Aeryn's discovered two differences between her species and humans. In the span of a week. And tomorrow she's probably going to have to deal with one of those things again. She's thought about it while she had some time to herself, though, and she'll be fine with it. It's just a matter of adjusting. After all, she managed almost a year already.

And if she's preparing for tomorrow, filling a bag with things like water and ice packs, that's adjusting, too.

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John comes into the room after astronomy and smiles at Aeryn.

"Hey babe." He tosses his books down and leans over to kiss her. "Whatcha up to?"

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"Outdoor class tomorrow," she tells him, closing up the bag and smiling at him. "Just taking precautions."

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"Oh." He stares down at the bag. "Need to come just in case?"

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She shakes her head. "I'll be fine. It'll be morning, and Callisto said she would take this into consideration, so I'm not expecting any problems."

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"You'll go inside if you start feeling sick, right?"

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"I will," she promises, putting the bag down on the counter. "I have no desire to repeat Sunday."

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John nods and heads towards the bathroom. Of course, his messiness decides to come back and haunt him at this very second because he trips over a shoe and, in the process of trying to catch himself before falling, rolls his ankle over the other shoe.

And down he goes onto the ground.

"CRAP!"

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"Are you all right?" Aeryn asks, kneeling by him pretty much immediately.

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"Ow ow ow ow ow," he says and clutches his ankle. "Oh, dammit. Dammit."

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"Let me see it," she says, moving towards his feet and sitting. She touches his shoe as warning that she's planning on taking it off.

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"Okay okay okay," he says, closing his eyes and leaning back. "Ow crap ow."

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Trying to be as careful as possible, Aeryn pulls the shoe off, followed quickly by the sock. Then she looks for his reaction.

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John's biting his lip and clenching his fists tightly, till his knuckles turn white.

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"It's already swelling," she says, but at least it's the ankle and not the whole foot, or one of those weird spots that means something's usually torn or broken. "Can you try to move it?"

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"No!" He shakes his head sharply. "No, no, no. It hurts!"

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"Yes, I know, but I'm trying to make sure it's not broken," she says, and settles for wiggling his toes instead.

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That doesn't hurt and he nods. "That's okay. I move my toes. No moving the ankle though!"

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"Okay," she says. "It's probably just sprained. Do you want to go to the clinic now, or wait till morning."

Note how she doesn't give him on choice on not going at all.

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"Not tonight," he says and shakes his head. "No moving."

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She nods. "You can't stay here all right, though. Can you stand?" she asks, moving to do just that so she can help him up.

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"I can stand but not on my ankle," he says and scowls. "Can I just have a pillow and stay here?"

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"No," she says, standing and bending to slide an arm under his. "Keep your foot off the floor. Your hurt foot," she clarifies, because it's John.

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"Right, right," he says and pushes to his feet. "When did you get so bossy?" John asks, gritting his teeth and hopping up and down on one leg.

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"I've always been bossy," she says, keeping an arm around him to support him and turning them towards the bed. "Okay, let's go this way."

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"You have," John agrees but he says it affectionately. "Bed yay!"