John went to one knee in front of the chair Aeryn was sitting in and reached out to cup her face, needing that connection with her, needing her to see and hear him. He looked into her dark eyes, "We're only frelled if we believe that we are, Aeryn," he said quietly, keeping his voice low and firm. He felt like he was being torn apart on the inside, but he wouldn't let any of that show in his voice. "You're right, I am the mathematician, and I'll work with the Doctor to find out the point in time that we vanished, as closely as I can. I may be off by a couple of days, but that's better than a couple of months," he gave her a small, quirky grin. He leaned in and kissed her brow before pushing to his feet again.

He turned blue eyes to Rose, "When can I talk to him? Mister Man. The Doctor?"