[ River considers this, like a small and shining stone in her hand at an unexpected moment. His words make her realize something unsettling - that no death is permanent, here, not even the one that brought her here.
She's not sure she likes that. It seems like a lie meant to set something in motion. ]
[ private ]
She's not sure she likes that. It seems like a lie meant to set something in motion. ]
Glad. For you. Sorry she won't get to meet him.