Ianna stares at Aeryn. Her eyes are a dark, dark brown, inherited from both parents.

Plourr dusts off her hands and resumes her push-ups. "What, you actually sitting down for once in your life? Or babysitting? 'Cause either way--" She grunts, crossing her right arm behind her and setting the back of her hand against the small of her back, as she continues her routine.

"--I'm pretty sure you're gonna be in this for the long run, Sun. Whether you like it or not."

She swaps arms.