2nd floor common room, evening

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It's probably an act of desperation that Cameron is sitting in the common watching the Super Bowl. It is kinda nice with the surround system, but it's still football which really doesn't compare to basketball. Still, he's got popcorn and chips and he's feeling kinda fuzzy.

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"Awww, why not?" He's pouting.

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Aeryn's not sure if she should laugh or not. "Because that just... shouldn't happen."

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"But if you're cranky and you'd be happier without pants then we should just do it," he nods.

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Okay, now there's flailing. "What? I mean... what?"

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"If you wouldn't be cranky without pants, you should totally take them off and be wild and free." Cameron clarifies.

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Aeryn doesn't even know how to respond to that, so she just opens and closes her mouth a few times and hopes words come out. They don't.

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"Or maybe a skirt?" Cameron tries as he's not sure why she's doing the fishy thing.

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"Why am I supposed to be wearing a skirt again?" she asks. "Weren't you just proposing a threesome? What... I mean, what?"

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Cameron gapes at Aeryn. "You want a threesome?"

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"No!"

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"You want free wind in your pants?" Cameron's confused now.

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Aeryn stares at him. She doesn't even know what he's talking about anymore.

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"Uh, you know. Breeze on your privates," this somehow makes him giggle.

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"I think the translator microbes are eating my brain."

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Cameron flails. "Shit, I knew it would mutate!" He jumps up from the chair in a second and moves over to her. "We should bring you to Sir Hawkeye!"

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"Cameron," she says, noting that okay, bringing that up to someone this medicated may have been a bad idea. "They're not actually eating my brain. They can't. You're just making no sense."

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"Yeah, that happens." He still looks worried at her. "Are you sure? Cause I don't want you to die, I like you."

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"Thank you. I'm not going to die," she assures him. And wow, is she repeating this conversation with the wrong doppleganger. "My brain is fine."

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"Yaaay!" He gives her a quick one armed hug before pulling back and giving her victory!popcorn. "For beating the brain eating virus!"

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And that's another person hugging her. Because it's Cam, he doesn't die for it. "Go, me," she says.

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"Yes! We shall name this day 'The Day Aeryn Beat The Brain Eating Virus And Discovered Her Love For Going Commando'," he held out the popcorn for her.

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"...Going commando?" She's never been more afraid of a conversation.

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Cameron nods, still holding out the popcorn for her. "Like you told me on the voicemail? No underwear."

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Aeryn actually facepalms.

And, though it's a very bad idea, she says, "Commandos do wear underwear, you know."

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"Yeah, you showed me that but you just said you're less cranky out of your pants." Cameron's frowning and eats some popcorn himself. "You're a commando?"