River slides a hand over the cloth next to her, fingers splayed to feel its texture. Her eyes drop to the floor, and for a long moment, she doesn't say anything.
Then, softly, "You miss her." Her gaze flicks back up to Simon on the last word, though her head stays a little bowed.
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Then, softly, "You miss her." Her gaze flicks back up to Simon on the last word, though her head stays a little bowed.