solo_sword | John's room at the Arms- Sunday morning

"Well, I'll take what I can get before shipping out," he said, perfectly happy to stay in bed until he was forced to meet his portal.

"You haven't seen what I got," she said, taking a seat and uncovering the plates. And maybe she'd gone a little overboard with the ordering, figuring whatever kept them here longer was a good thing.

"You do realize I'm only one person, right?" John asked, eyeing all the food. Nine years ago he'd probably have asked what she was eating. How things changed.

"Yes but you have me eating off your plate," she pointed out. "Besides, I don't know how long you've been free from Antarctica and I'm not sure I want to know what the meals were like there. Might as well take advantage of real food."

"I'd rather take advantage of real you," he pointed out.

"I never said you couldn't do that," she said with a little smile.

"You're awfully far away for that," he decided, snagging a piece of bacon from a plate and leaning back against his pillow to munch on it.

"And now you're busy eating," she pointed out, settling herself next to him anyway. "Seems we're just having all sorts of problems this morning."

"I blame you for that one," he said, getting his arm around her. "Ordering food and moving."

"Maybe I thought we should just keep our energy up," she said, leaning against him and realizing this put the food out of reach. Maybe this was the real reason she just ate off his plate. Her own was too far away.

"I have plenty of energy." John would verbally claim he wasn't hungry while eating whatever he could reach, so long as he kept a hold on Jaina the whole time.

"Then I was obviously doing something wrong last night," she teased, giving up and levitating a piece of toast to her hand.

He watched and smirked just a little more than usual at displays of her powers. Who knew what sort of awesome abilities he'd have once he was in this home of the Ancients the expedition was looking for? "Maybe you should try harder."

"I will," she said, looking up at him and taking a bite of her toast, just to tease.

She really was a tease and he leaned over and tried biting off a piece of her toast while she was busy chewing.

Once she'd swallowed, she grinned, noting, "I was eating that, you know."

"Yeah, well, I can't make things levitate," he said, still chewing while he talked. So hot, this one.

Yeah, she loved him anyway, even if she did stick her tongue out at him in response. "So I didn't really get a chance to ask yesterday," she began. "You came from Dave's?"

While he chewed, she'd start conversation.

She loved doing that to him. Sometimes he wondered if she was trying to make him choke. "Yeah. I thought it'd be good to check in with the family. You know, start a few new fights, resolve nothing, the usual."

"Voluntarily?" she said. "I'd check you for fever but it'd probably have passed by now anyway."

He rolled his eyes at her. "After...well, let's just say dad had been kind of happy with me for a while there and I messed it up. I thought maybe with the change in my situation at work, well, it would be a good idea to check in."

"I'm definitely not complaining," she clarified. She'd actually come to like his family. Well, she liked Dave. She never really knew where she stood with his dad. "How'd it go?"

"It was actually okay seeing Dave," he admitted, "but things with my dad...I don't know if I can ever fix that."

"You never know," Jaina said. "There's a long time between now and ever."

"Yeah, I think he's done with me," John said, letting out a huff of air. "It's cool. There's just nothing else I can do there."

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