For a vague blurred moment, Simon's brain tries to interpret caught something as meaning that River's gotten sick, and then discards that as clearly not the case.
"River, shh, come here." He wraps an arm around her. "What is it?"
It's directed to her, but could be answered by either of them.
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Date: 2006-11-22 04:19 am (UTC)"River, shh, come here." He wraps an arm around her. "What is it?"
It's directed to her, but could be answered by either of them.