"Like I haven't really slept in two days, I've been stabbed through with a sword, and if not for being immortal I'd probably be passed out on the floor with you," Angel said, conversationally. He handed John a mug of coffee. "You?"
"Made it through the night okay," Angel said. He still looked worried, but more the kind of worry that would stay with him until she was entirely better. "Hawkeye really helped."
Angel blinked with surprise, touched by the gesture. "Thanks, Lee. We're... getting there. Aeryn's okay. I got stabbed. Cal seems to have taken the worst of it."
Aeryn managed maybe fifteen minutes of sleep all night. Maybe. She'd just dozed off when someone came by to check on Callisto, and after that she kept watching the door, just in case.
She hears people moving, feels John get up, then does the same herself. Her back and shoulder are twinging and there bruises have formed under her jaw, but she doesn't really care.
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Pulling himself off the floor, and his back's gonna hurt for that, he makes his way into the kitchen.
"Morning," he says roughly. "How you feeling?"
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And he holds out the tin. "And these are 'glad you're okay' muffins. Just made them.
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She hears people moving, feels John get up, then does the same herself. Her back and shoulder are twinging and there bruises have formed under her jaw, but she doesn't really care.
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