The other John stands in the doorway watching her. He still hasn't really decided if he wants to go in and talk to her yet or not. Having seen someone naked when they don't know you've seen them naked does tend make one's mind wander while in casual conversation. And he definitely does not plan on her finding out about the time he spent playing peeping John earlier that day while she and his double had sex in a room that he definitely doesn't remember being quite so lavishly decorated before.
"Hey. Yeah, got a little bit bored... Aeryn's catching up on some of the modifications he did to the module. I, uh... it was a little crowded in there for me. Decided to wander around. It's kind of cool, this place actually being used as more than another place for Rygel to stash his crackers." He says, looking around the lab. "Looks different now. Less... crumbs."
He doesn't want to say that it made him feel a little crazy to know that his double had officially claimed pretty much everything of their life as his own, including the module that he had practically cherished as the only thing he had of home.
"Ah," Martha doesn't ask about what exactly John is showing Aeryn. Truth is, she really doesn't want to know. For her, its just better if he does his thing with her and she remains oblivious until they part ways again.
"Yes well, the lab works better when it remains as uncluttered as possible. Come in," she says, patting the examination table with a grin.
"No, perhaps not," Martha agrees, nodding. "But then, whats the fun in that?" She says continuing, smirking at him and trying not to break into a huge grin.
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The work helps distract her.
She turns to get another pipet and almost drops one of her beakers, being surprised at seeing John lounging in the doorway, a smirk on his face.
No, not John. Crichton, the other one.
"John, I didn't know you were there."
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He doesn't want to say that it made him feel a little crazy to know that his double had officially claimed pretty much everything of their life as his own, including the module that he had practically cherished as the only thing he had of home.
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"Yes well, the lab works better when it remains as uncluttered as possible. Come in," she says, patting the examination table with a grin.
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