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[river_meimei]

The forest is chilly in winter, like every other non-Caribbean corner of Milliways's outdoors in February. But the trees are a windbreak of sorts, and more importantly, it's outside.

You can walk here for hours, without ever seeing the main building, if you choose your paths carefully.

River doesn't intend to be out for hours, presumably; she's not dressed for that. But she has boots on, and leggings under her dress, and a thick sweater she stole from Simon years ago under her coat. It's enough to make tramping along the forest paths a reasonable proposition.

There are birds singing.

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[wolflord_andain]

This time Galadan does look back at her.

But there is no hint of displeasure in his crimson eyes.

And River may feel the slightest hint of amused assent whisper along the edges of her mind.