The gym, Sunday afternoon

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For the record, Aeryn did leave the gym last night. She just wandered around rather than going back to 238. John had said he'd be gone when she got back, so she's really not in a rush to go back to an empty room. So she's back in the gym, working on zero sleep, trying not to think too much as she takes out her frustrations on the punching bag, and failing miserably at that.

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"Yeah," Aeryn says, frowning and going quiet for a moment. "I should get back up there." Not that she knows why, except she has to do it sometime.

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"Okay," Isabel agreed, wishing she could do more. "I told John, and the same goes for you. If you want a change of scenery, or just want to sit quietly with someone, you're more then welcome to come by. It doesn't matter when, day or night. I've got the extra bed and I can do quiet."

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"Thanks, Isabel," she says, and means that for more than just the offer. She gets up and says, "I'll see you later."

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"I'll be around," she replied, reaching for the gloves again.