River doesn't pull away, and after a moment her hands relax a little in his grasp. She closes her eyes for a moment, tears glittering on her cheeks and reddened eyelids, and reopens them to stare at a point near Simon's elbow.
"School," she whispers finally, and doesn't quite flinch.
"No doors, and, and she doesn't like it. It's not but it isn't."
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Date: 2008-03-14 07:55 pm (UTC)"School," she whispers finally, and doesn't quite flinch.
"No doors, and, and she doesn't like it. It's not but it isn't."