[Simon opens his mouth to deny that he's sad- but what's the use? River will read it on his mind, anyway. She was always so in tune with his feelings, even before... all of that had happened. And she was here- she was here and real and in his arms, he could feel her.
So instead of pretending, of putting on a brave face for her, he brushed a strand of his sister's hair behind her ear, leaning in to kiss her forehead before looking her in the eyes once more.]
Where do I even start? I guess... I should ask you what the last thing you remember from back home is.
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So instead of pretending, of putting on a brave face for her, he brushed a strand of his sister's hair behind her ear, leaning in to kiss her forehead before looking her in the eyes once more.]
Where do I even start? I guess... I should ask you what the last thing you remember from back home is.