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Sep. 1st, 2013 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
likesthestoogesAidan had tried to create a balance between smothering Rachel when she was in someone elses body but also giving her some space. Aidan wanted to help her with it but he knew that Rachel was strong enough to handle the bodyswap. It was also a little weird to have his girlfriend's actions reflected in a different body. He knew, mentally, that it was Rachel but it was still hard to get used to. So when she had reassured him that she was fine by herself that night he didn't protest too hard about spending it apart from her.
Alright, so he hadn't protested at all. He didn't even wake up immediately that morning because some part of him really hoped that everyone would be back to normal and Rachel would have found her way back to her own hut in her own body. It would be a relief if that happened, if for no other reason than dealing with Zero and the octopus-thing was getting to be annoying.
So that morning he'd been slow about making his way to her place, grabbing breakfast (and some sausages for Zero) and double-checking that the clinic wasn't swamped with work. Since it wasn't he felt comfortable enough about heading up to Rachel's without seeming like an overprotective boyfriend.
Tossing the sausages to the wolfhound as he knocked on the door and stuck his head inside he called out for Rachel.
"You here?" he asked, not sure if he wanted her to be or not.
Alright, so he hadn't protested at all. He didn't even wake up immediately that morning because some part of him really hoped that everyone would be back to normal and Rachel would have found her way back to her own hut in her own body. It would be a relief if that happened, if for no other reason than dealing with Zero and the octopus-thing was getting to be annoying.
So that morning he'd been slow about making his way to her place, grabbing breakfast (and some sausages for Zero) and double-checking that the clinic wasn't swamped with work. Since it wasn't he felt comfortable enough about heading up to Rachel's without seeming like an overprotective boyfriend.
Tossing the sausages to the wolfhound as he knocked on the door and stuck his head inside he called out for Rachel.
"You here?" he asked, not sure if he wanted her to be or not.
