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[river_meimei]

River's in her room, curled up on the floor between bed and wall. There's a piece of paper in front of her; she's been scribbling something. She's not right now, though.

Right now her hands are curled between thighs and chest and her eyes are closed and damp, and her face is tight with misery.

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[river_meimei]

River doesn't resist; neither does she hug back, though, for a long moment.

And then she sags against her brother, and her arms slip around his waist, and she turns her wet face into his neck and shuts her eyes.

[simon_doctor]

"Shhh," he murmurs, and rubs her back soothingly, as he's done countless times before.

"It's going to be okay."