Room 238, Tuesday after workshops

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Aeryn's seen pictures of sharks before. Looking at the tank, and all the things in it, up to and including said shark is a little bit confusing.

"I think they lied to you at the store," Aeryn says.

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"I'm not exactly a hugger, in case it's escaped your notice," she explains, though she's perfectly happy with his arms around her.

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"You're hugging me right now," he points out. Yeah, he knows it's different but he says it anyway.

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"Actually, I think you're hugging me," Aeryn counters.

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"You're hugging back!"

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"Maybe I'm just not stopping you."

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"That's because you loooooooooooove me," he says and yes, he does say it like that.

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She turns her head to look at him, raising an eyebrow at the way it's said.

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"What?" He grins at her.

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"You what me?"

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"I loooooooooooooooooooove you," he repeats.

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She smiles a little, and says, "Say it right."

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"No." He winks at her. "I looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you."

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"I want to hear it right," she says quietly.

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"Do you?" Of course he's going to say it but he likes this. "Why?"

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"I want you to say it like you mean it. I like to hear it."

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His smile softens and he says, "I love you."

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"I love you, too," she says, smiling again. "Was that so difficult?"

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"No. But the other way I said it, it still means I love you."

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"This way sounds like you do." It makes total sense to her, actually.

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He just shakes his head and laughs. "I do love you, Aeryn."

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"I know," she says, turning her head just a little more to kiss him. "I've never doubted that."

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"Ever?" He doesn't know why he's asking. "Not even when you first came back?"

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She could say no, but instead she answers honestly. "Maybe that first night," she admits. "That didn't last."

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Even just that makes him sad. "I'm sorry."

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She squeezes his hand. "No," she says. "Don't be. It was different then, it was six months ago... It doesn't matter now."