Unlike the other people who've passed her, some with no mind and some who have tried to talk to her, Aeryn actually looks over at John's voice. She hasn't been avoiding him exactly. But she's not going to let herself make a crutch out him being the only person she knows on this ship. Especially when he can't stop being glad and unable to shut up about being here, when she hasn't found more than a handful of microts where she even wanted to be right there.
Her shoulders roll back, even if her back straightens, but she doesn't look away from him as he sits down.
She hates the part of her that feels relieved to see his face. Interested in what he'll say or do. Invested.
Even when he opens his mouth and his first sentence out makes her wrinkle up her face entirely. Sharp, doubtful, patronizing, and confused. Firstly, because she hasn't a clue what this paut-luahck is, and, because it is John, and being John, and being that she's been sparse and uninterested in this crew and this ship, she has, it could be something she's missed around the ship, with the way these people keep gathering to do things, or it could be John just using more of the jibberish she hasn't a clue what is. "What are you talking about now?"
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Her shoulders roll back, even if her back straightens, but she doesn't look away from him as he sits down.
She hates the part of her that feels relieved to see his face. Interested in what he'll say or do. Invested.
Even when he opens his mouth and his first sentence out makes her wrinkle up her face entirely. Sharp, doubtful, patronizing, and confused. Firstly, because she hasn't a clue what this paut-luahck is, and, because it is John, and being John, and being that she's been sparse and uninterested in this crew and this ship, she has, it could be something she's missed around the ship, with the way these people keep gathering to do things, or it could be John just using more of the jibberish she hasn't a clue what is. "What are you talking about now?"