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Sherry dropped the phone on her bed next to her and stared at it. It was late morning, but still morning. It was also less than a day after Jake had apologized. She'd spent most of the time since then fretting about one thing or another, and trying to decide what, if anything, she should do. She was still utterly confused, about everything. It didn't help she hadn't slept well at all, or that Armagnac kept making her disapprovals known. Though it seemed the weapon had accepted things on some level. Sherry suspected it had something to do with surviving the bone-collector alive and getting promoted.

She made it a whole minute before picking up the phone again, and then dropping again. She didn't have anything important to say, and she didn't want to be the clingy, silly girlfriend she had been. She knew she had valid reasons for being insecure, but that didn't mean she wanted to be. Besides, even if she was his girlfriend, they didn't have to spend all their time together. He was fine with it and she knew she'd be...just as soon as she got busy with things again. She just hadn't been put back on regular duties quite yet.

And she was his girlfriend, right? That's what they'd decided, wasn't it. That's what they'd been discussing. Sherry had woken up worried she'd just assumed...though he had kissed her, and judging by what he'd said to Armagnac...



Armagnac was being very helpful.

Sherry glanced at her phone again, then curled up on the bed to take a nap. She just had to stop thinking about things.

Armagnac made a noise which very much said she was disgusted with the way Sherry scrambled for her phone when it indicated a message had been received. Sherry went a little pink, unable to even make excuses for it. She was still just as silly as ever.

But then her thoughts turned to Jake's reply and what reply she, in turn, would give him. She settled on something truthful, but that hopefully wouldn't end causing worry.



She was a champ at this.

She was just starting to curl back up under the covers when she heard knocking on her door. "Hm?" Jumping out of bed she went straight for the door. It was odd, needing to to take a few extra steps. At leas she was dressed, minus her coat and her shoes, of course.

She put a pleasant look on her face before opening the door. "Oh! Jake, hi." Happy surprises were happy.

Sherry wasn't sure what his initial look meant, but she did pick up on the concern in his voice and she realized she had texted him the wrong thing. But she was still happy to see him; the pleasantness on her face was not manufactured.

"I," only now she felt a little sheepish, "just kept waking up. New room, new bed." Bad dreams. She figured the unfamiliar surroundings made for fitful sleeping. "I've had far worse conditions to sleep in." She shrugged and put her hands on his arms. "How are you?" He was looking very comfortable this morning.

Sherry soaked that affection up. Nice and comforting it was. Armagnac snorted in her mind.

"Glad to hear it." Fighting the urge to hug him she smiled, and stepped back, pulling him further into the room. It wouldn't do to stand there with the door open all day. "Any plans for the day?" She assumed he'd have something to do later, but she was hoping to spend some time with him.

She answered with a curious smile of her own. It depends?

"Well, this is my last day of near complete freedom." Wounds were basically healed, after all. "No reason to spend it all sleeping." There were a million other things she could be doing to fill the time. Besides, the happiness she was feeling had pretty much kicked her out of mid-morning drowsies.

"I'm back on the duty roster tomorrow. Just some light sitting around, but I'm good enough to get back to work." Another shrug. She didn't want to make a big deal outta her wounds. They were pretty much just scars now anyway.

Then she was grinning. "I'd love that." Turning, Sherry headed toward her boots. "My stomach is telling me it's lunch time," she mused. "And...after lunch?" She was wondering if she'd need her coat.

There was always something that needed done. Which was why Sherry reasoned she needed to enjoy THIS day.

"After lunch," she repeated, slipping on a boot, "we could go for a walk and wander around for a bit if you're free? Or we could relax." A rumble in her brain made her roll her eyes. "Though, Armagnac's been trying to get me down to the training fields, which I'm sure is more your speed."

Straightening, Sherry grabbed her coat with one hand and reached for Jake's arm with the other. "But I suppose we can decide after we eat." She was pulling Jake toward the door. "That is, if you are free later."