River's head turns slowly, just enough for her to look at him over her shoulder. She meets his eyes for a long moment, silent and slim and tangled, before her gaze drops.
She doesn't look nineteen right now, let alone less. Her eyes shine with unshed tears, and her small young face is pale and drawn.
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Date: 2006-06-06 09:58 pm (UTC)She doesn't look nineteen right now, let alone less. Her eyes shine with unshed tears, and her small young face is pale and drawn.
"I know."