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[river_meimei]

River's under a booth, curled up. She's wearing Roland's coat, and a purple sundress, and a bracelet of tiny golden bells.

Every so often, she touches her bracelet lightly with a finger, and a tiny chiming melody rings out.

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[shakenstrfaith]

Scully was in a booth nearby, and noticed the young woman curled up.

She got up, and knelt down, peering at her, "Miss, are you all right?"

[river_meimei]

River peers at her, a little sidelong.

After too long a moment, she nods.

[shakenstrfaith]

Scully frowned at that pause, but unsure how to help her.

"Do you need anything? Any help at all?"

Then a thought popped into her mind. Sometimes, intuition rears its head. She seems like she's lost something.

"...Did you lose something?"

[river_meimei]

River just looks at her, for a long moment.

Then, low, "It's not relevant."

[shakenstrfaith]

Scully kept her voice soft and gentle as much as she could, so as not to scare her.

"Why not? If you don't mind me asking?"

[river_meimei]

Silence.

River is not necessarily a helpful conversational partner.

[shakenstrfaith]

Scully sighed at this, "It's ok. I'm here to help. My name is Dana. What's yours?"

[river_meimei]

This doesn't appear to reassure River especially. She's not agitated, though, at least not yet; just silent, and maybe wary.

"Dana," she echoes. "From the Hebrew. Potentially."

[shakenstrfaith]

She was briefly taken back by that, "Originally yes, a variation on Daniel." The gold cross around her neck gleamed a little as it caught the lights of the bar.

[river_meimei]

"Lions," River says vaguely, and then looks confused.

[shakenstrfaith]

"You mean the story? Where he helped one, and then was saved from being eaten?" Scully was a bit confused by this rather Dadaist conversation as well.

[river_meimei]

Confusion and surreality build character.

Or something.

"Didn't," River says, a little tentatively. She's still keeping a close eye on Scully.

"The biological communication is flawed."

[shakenstrfaith]

"You mean talking, like this?" Scully said, still unsure of what was going on. She didn't want to give up yet, and the young woman clearly had problems. Likely mental problems, or perhaps a type of autism?

[river_meimei]

River gives her a weird look.

"We'll give vocality an exemption."

[shakenstrfaith]

"What did you mean by communication? Non-verbal signs? Sign language? Gestures? Body cues?"

[river_meimei]

The weird look continues.

After a moment, "They're in the definition," River agrees.

"Under standard formulations."