Room 238, Wednesday morning

[can_be_more]

Aeryn actually had a good weekend. Prom had been good. Even being found by a son from another reality hadn't been so bad. Umberta could go, but she liked D'Argo. She liked having him in Revolutions and watching him know what to do in a Prowler and she'd had fun kind of showing him off to people. And knowing that she'd lucked out and/or raised her

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[whitedeathpod]

John hadn't slept great so he's dozing lightly this morning, dreaming some, mostly not and hoping that maybe he'll sleep longer.

[can_be_more]

Aeryn haasn't slept either, but doubts she will. She just stays silent, kind of distractedly half-watching him.

[whitedeathpod]

"Aeryn?" He blinks open his eyes a little. "You okay?"

[can_be_more]

"Fine," she says quietly, and mostly to the wall. "You?"