A minute, an hour, he'd take it all if it was given to him. Take it all and throw it away, and damn if he didn't wish he had something to drink, or something heavy to throw, but he doesn't, he's got himself and he's got River, and he looks at her and fakes a smile.
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Date: 2006-05-12 03:34 am (UTC)