Room 406, Early Tuesday Morning

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Despite having no workshops on Monday, it had certainly been a busy day for Isabel. She'd enjoyed the afternoon at the spa convincing everyone about Sven's magic hands. Then there's been the trip to Caritas to talk to Jarod about her plan to make Parker smile while she was trapped in Blue Cove. She's still not happy that Jarod is planning on going with her but stopping him would probably like stopping Michael when he put his mind to something. Impossible. Once she'd returned to the dorms, Isabel made a quick stop at Peter's room to pick Greg up before returning to 406 to pass out for the night.

Tuesday morning as the sun rose and light started to filter into the room, Isabel was still sound asleep wrapped up in her blankets.

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Greg, on the other hand, was awake like a wee scurrying awake thing.

And a bit bored. Being a hedgehog is kind of dull, he'd discovered.

But, very suddenly, right in the middle of singing the elements song in his head for the thousandth time, Greg didn't have to worry about being a hedgehog anymore.

Though, clothes were kind of an issue. "Um."

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Isabel shifted in her sleep and pulled the blankets a little tighter around her.

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Greg blushed, and pulled the edge of the blanket over himself in what was really no better than a loincloth.

"Um," he said again, a little more loudly. "Isabel? Honey? I'm back."

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That managed to wake her up. Isabel rolled over, blinked once or twice, and then pounced on Greg hugging him tightly. "You're you! I missed you!"

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"I missed you too," he said softly, hugging her with one hand so as not to let the blanket drop. "Being a hedgehog isn't fun."

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"I'm sorry. Was I too boring? I know I got wrapped up in a lot of the Fourth of July stuff," she said. And then she stopped talking and blushed as she suddenly connected the amount of skin involved in the hug with Seras's warning. Isabel let go and leaned back, carefully keeping her eyes focused on Greg's face. "So, um, clothes would be a good thing right about now wouldn't they?"

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"I'm fond of clothes," he said conversationally, though he was quite red. "And no, you were fine. It's just no fun not being able to talk, for instance. Or being levitated."

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"Clothes are good," Isabel agreed, tossing her blankets off of her and over Greg. "In fact, I have some of yours in the top drawer over here." She got out of bed and went to her dresser, returning quickly with the t-shirt and sweatpants she'd gotten from his room. "Here," she said handing them over as she sat on the edge of the bed. "I won't peek."

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Greg beamed at her and wriggled into his clothes quickly. "Thanks," he said before leaning over to kiss her cheek. "And thanks for taking care of me all week."

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"Thank Seras. She warned me to have clothes on hand," Isabel smiled as she slipped her arms back around him. "I didn't mind. You were cute. And sort of cuddly in spiky kind of way."

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Greg blushed even more. "But still. It's good to be human again. It means I can do this."

He kissed her.

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Isabel had missed kissing. She wasn't about to stop him. In fact, she slipped her up and around his neck, running her fingers through his hair and holding on, deepening the kiss.