[The girl staring at the crystal is silent for a moment. She's not actually staring at the crystal, of course, but rather sort of... through it at nothingness that happens to be in the proper direction. There's something very muddled and mildly afraid about the way she's holding her shoulders. It's clear she wants to speak, and also clear that her
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[ Do you hear that bit of maternal concern? Good, because you're meant to. ]
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Safe. Everything there was... safe. Because she wouldn't let anything hurt us. Not while we were there. She's a strong old boat. It's... it's because they love her. Kaylee and Mal, they... there's not science for how they keep her in the sky. But they do.
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[The voice is tired again, but it's a calmer exhaustion without the edge of hysteria to it anymore.]
We pretend it's the same without the people, but... it's just a ship.
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...it's like... the Shepherd's book.
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I... I don't know the Shepard's Book.
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[There's a pause as River shifts, peeking out between the floor and the blanket because someone seems to be at the door.]
Like when a ship means more because someone wants it to be a home.
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And lo and behold, one of the first things she sees is - ]
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That said, it's a comfortable little room River's nested herself in, looking very distinctly like a cabin on the brig of a Firefly class starcraft. Sleek lines, minimal decoration, and a very obvious blanket fort protecting the under-the-bed space from the rest of the universe.]
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So watch as Tifa steps just inside and stays at the space beside the door. Won't approach unless River knows it's safe. Besides, it's hard to hug under a bed. ] And what do you care for, River?
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...home.
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...even if I've been bad...?
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A tired sigh as she settles.] People turn red.
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