[for Ronon]
Jennifer had been spending less time in New Atlantis since the whole mess with Ronon happened. She still saw him for their regular sparring sessions (well, lessons for her, probably boredom for him) and around and about, but it was just weird now. Something was different. She couldn't explain why, except that she couldn't help but think that Ronon had found her crazy self a lot more interesting than her normal self, and now her normal self was overwhelmingly boring.
He'd seemed pretty interested in kissing her when she was acting crazy; he hadn't seemed much interested in it any other time since the quarantine malfunction. That pretty much told her what she wanted to know. But despite that, she hoped they could at least salvage their friendship.
To do that, she was going to have to suck it up and approach him. But that was easier said than done. Finally, one afternoon she picked up the cat and walked over to Ronon's hut, because animals were good conversation starters. If he wasn't there, she'd wait for him.
He'd seemed pretty interested in kissing her when she was acting crazy; he hadn't seemed much interested in it any other time since the quarantine malfunction. That pretty much told her what she wanted to know. But despite that, she hoped they could at least salvage their friendship.
To do that, she was going to have to suck it up and approach him. But that was easier said than done. Finally, one afternoon she picked up the cat and walked over to Ronon's hut, because animals were good conversation starters. If he wasn't there, she'd wait for him.