Room 238, Wednesday morning

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Aeryn hasn't really slept. Mostly she's been trying to sleep and failing because the thoughts won't stop. Not for the first time, she realizes how much easier this was when she didn't have to think for herself.

She finally gave up and got out of bed, and is now sitting on the floor near the door, back against the wall, distractedly plying with a thread on the knee of her sleep pants.

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"Good," he says and smiles back.

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"I think I want to take a walk," she says after a moment. "Did you want to come along?"

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He'd started frowning at the first part but covered it with a surprised smile. "Yeah."

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"Let me change," she says with a tiny smile, and goes to the closet to do so.

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John threw on a pair of pants and a shirt and waited for her to finish.

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As soon as she's finished changing, she goes to open the door, purposely letting her hand brush his, just because she can. "Ready?"

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"Ready," he says and smiles. "Let's go."