Room 238, Saturday evening

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After spending time in the common room, mostly talking to and playing with weetiny teachers, Aeryn has decided she should probably just go back to the room. It's safer there.

She notices she left her phone on the table, so she picks it up and is surprised to see a message on there. She listens to it, and is left staring at it, both facepalming and repeating, "Ryn?"

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There was a knock on her door.

Then a little, possibly familiar voice calling "Aeryn! I am supposed to tell you that John is cute!"

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Aeryn's not sure she heard that right, so she goes to open the door, looking down at Aly. "I'm sorry?"

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Aly beamed up at Aeryn. "John is cute!"

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Okay, she did hear that correctly. "It's very nice of you to say so," she says, wondering what brought this on.

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"It's the truth," Aly said with a nod. "I know when things are true and it's true. Promise." She was apparently under the impression Aeryn needed to be convinced of this.

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"I appreciate being informed then," Aeryn tells her, looking thoughtful. "I trust your judgment."

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Aly looked pleased and proud. "Okay then. I thought you should know."

She held her arms out for a hug.

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"You're big on these, aren't you?" she asks, but actually reaches out to hug her. Twice in one day. Come class, Aeryn might be the one not looking at anyone.

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"I like hugs from friends," Aly said solemnly. "I'm glad you're my friend."

She bounced and looked around. "I'm going to go find Daddy. Bye now!"

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"Bye, Aly," Aeryn says, and she is so not going to ask who she's talking about. She's sure Aly will find a way to locate whoever it is on her own.

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After some time in the CR, John wandered back to the room.

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"Hey," she greets him, still staring at her phone after listening to the message again. Because seriously, that needs to be replayed.

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"You see a ghost or something?"

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"Miniature versions of teachers are leaving me messages," she explains, putting her phone on the counter and shaking her head. "Best not to ask. Your brain will be better for it."

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John doesn't make the obvious brain comment. "All right."

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She didn't even notice what she'd said. "You seemed to be having fun back there," she says.

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"Hmmm?" He's already wandered into the kitchen from some snacks.

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"You seemed to have a blonde or two pushing you around," she smiles.

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"Oh." He smiles at that. "Well, they seemed very set on their job. Who am I to stop them?"

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"Especially if they're persistent. They would have worn you down eventually," Aeryn says with a nod.

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"I gave one of them a horsey ride," he says, shaking his head at himself.

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"Well you do have enough practice being an animal," she points out.

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"Ha ha," John says, grabbing some chips and coming back out. "I like kids."

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"You seem to be good with them," she admits, taking a seat on the couch.

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He smiles and takes a seat beside her. "So do you."