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"Yo, wannabe." Cameron replies. "How's it going?"

"Better," he says honestly. "You?"

"Slightly hung over," Cameron says as honestly.

"Bummer," John says, eating some of his lunch. "Why'd you get drunk?"

Cameron shrugs and pokes at his food. "I was bored and there was alcohol."

"Hm." John looks at him. "Sounds like a flimsy reason."

"I guess," he takes a bite. "How's things with Aeryn?"

"Okay," he says, nodding. "We talked for awhile last night. She's...it's getting better. Slowly."

"Good, that's good." Cameron says and nods as well. "I went to see her yesterday, but I think I messed up or something. But it's good that she's talking to you."

"Messed up?" John queries.

Cameron shrugs a shoulder. "I don't know. I keep saying the wrong things or something. It went better when I talked to her earlier last week, but yesterday she just closed off again and... I dunno. Maybe I should stop trying. At least you're having more luck?"

John shifts slightly. "It's not my place to tell you what's going on," John says, "but I can tell you that she's been through a lot in a short time. Don't stop trying. She needs her friends."

"I know," Cameron says softly. "I'm not going to ask you to, it's her decision if she wants to tell me or not." He shakes his head. "Sorry, that's not what I meant."

"It is," John agrees. "And I know. In the meantime, you might try not acting too differently around her. Ask her to spar, try to make her laugh or talk about yourself."

Cameron puts down his fork, not really hungry. "She couldn't spar yet last time I asked," he says because talking about himself is a whole other issue.

"Doesn't mean you stop asking," John says. "When she's ready, she'll agree. Don't...push. I'm not saying that you will push but she's gotta lead on things."

"Yeah," he agrees and because he's not sure what else to say, he takes another bite.

"Don't give up, dude." John nods once. "Don't stop trying with her."

"I won't," Cameron assures him, even if he's not sure how he's supposed to do it.

"Pretend your insane," John suggests. "She laughs at me when I do that."

Cameron snorts. "She thinks the entire human race is insane. That should be a given."

Pip leans over Cam's shoulder holding a glass of something. "Sorry to interrupt guys, but are either of you hung-over from the party last night? If so, can I offer a delcious Prarie Oyster as a hangover cure?" Pip said, raising the glass.

Among the variety of things that can be seen in it, there's definitely an egg floating around there.

Cameron stared at the glass, his stomach lurching at the thought. "Dude, no seafood."

"Show her she's right," John says. "She'll be okay, Cam. It's gonna take time is all."