Room 238, Sunday evening

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Aeryn spent her afternoon training Peter, and when she gets back to the room, she's ready to go looking for something to eat.

She finds the package of Goldfish crackers, and remembering her conversation with Dawn, brings them over to the shark tank. She doesn't do anything, just moves it in front of the tank, wondering if Bruno would go for it. She's slightly disappointed when he doesn't seem to care.


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"So?"

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"I don't even say that to people, other than you."

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"It's easy." He puts his hand on her shoulder. "Pretend like you're saying it to me and just replace my name with Bertram."

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"John, no," she says, and she feels really weird about that for some reason.

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"Hmm." He thinks for a moment. "I love you."

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"I love you, too," she says, and that's easy.

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"I love Babe and Gabe too," he says and steps away just in case she tries to smack him.

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Aeryn groans, rolling her eyes. "Don't think I won't move the beds apart."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey, my beds!"

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"Fine, then I can always sleep in my own room."

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He frowns and looks sad.

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Aeryn shrugs. "Your choice."

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He keeps frowning at her.

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Aeryn goes to get her shoes.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"No leaving!"

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"I said it was your choice, you didn't answer," she says.

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"I just said no leaving," he says.

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"The names?" she asks.

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"I won't say them again." Not out loud, at least.

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She drops her shoes. "Good."

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"You're so demanding," he says and flops on his bed.

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"You're the one who wanted me to glide on the carpet refused to let me move your beds," she reminds him, walking over.

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"Our beds," he corrects and pats the space next to him.

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She's glad he corrected that, or it would have bothered her all night. Satisfied, she lays down next to him.

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"Hi there, girlfriend."