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Eh Freedey et lest. I em luukeeng furverd tu a neece-a veekend veet Des Schneetzel und Glureea. Und um...zeere-a seemed tu be-a un inffloox ooff cheeckens yesterdey. Boot thet vesn't my foolt...I theenk.

Tudey's Menoo is:

-Peezza

-Meetlueff (surry, hed tu du it sumeteeme-a)

-Rulls

-Meexed Veggeees

-Epple-a Ceeder

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Vala sighs and gives him a (gentle) kiss. "Seriously, what is up with you, YoYo? Any day now I expect to hear you're in the clinic with something broken."

"You won't. Aeryn wouldn't go that far and I haven't been in the gym since self-defense. I just..." He shrugs, because he's not entirely sure what happened there either. "I needed to get it out."

She frowns again. "You know, YoYo, there's that new doctor working in the clinic. I'm thinking maybe you should go and talk to her or something."

Cameron stares at Vala. "You want me to see a shrink?"

"It might save you from premature crippiling injury or death," she snapped back. "It was just an idea, o.k.?"

The crippling makes him wince and he drops his fork on the plate and pushes back his chair. "I'm fine. I'm not going crazy and I'm not suicidal. I don't need to talk to anyone. I know perfectly well what's going on in my own head, thank you very much."

"Fine!" Vala snaps. "Far be it for me to worry about my boyfriend or anything." She stabs a bit of the 'Meetlueff' visciously and eats it... making a face as she does so.

Cameron sighs and feels guilty for blowing up at her. He reaches out and gently pushes her hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I'm tired and I'm sore and... I don't want to talk to more people about this."

She sighs again. Dammit, he was too hard to stay mad at. "Can you at least try to get hit by less people over it then?"

"I'm thinking it was good that it was Aeryn," he admits as he leans in and and nuzzles his nose against her ear.

Vala refrains from saying it doesn't really seem to matter, and settles for leaning her cheek against his. "Maybe I should have a little talk with Aeryn then."

"No," Cameron says quickly, because that's not an argument he wants to witness. "I think she might be pretty sore right now too." He sighs and turns his head enough to kiss her cheek. "It's my fault it got out of hand. I lost it... If it had been someone else, they might be a lot more than just sore."

"You just keep losing it, Cam. I'm just afraid one of these times someone's going to get hurt."

He winces and pulls back. "That was different. This... I'm not going to hurt someone." Only, he kinda did, but he knows Aeryn can handle him. "I wouldn't hurt you oranyone else. I'm not..." Because suddenly he's scared that's what she thinks.

"I just think it might be a good idea for you to be able to deal with stuff without having to hit something. Or someone. O.K.?" She sighed. "Will you at least think about it?"

He stared at her, clearly not happy with where this conversation had headed. "Fine, I'll think about it." He relented and turned back to his food.

"Thank you," she said standing up with her tray ~~and almost tripping over a muppet chicken~~. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I've got to stop by Professor Pierson's office hours before Art lab, so I should go. See you later?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I got some cooking to do with Angel after class, so I might be a bit late." He might also be sulking.

Vala nods, ignoring the sulk, and heads out.

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