"River, River, River, River!" she finally yelled, nearly bolting to her feet and startling the tiny animal. In her eyes was a desperate girl, a girl who didn't know the boy she was speaking to, but a girl who could tell that he knew her nonetheless. Her small fists were balled up, and her hair was ever hanging in her eyes.

"You say names like you know, and I can't see, gorrammit! I can't see!" The cries were semi-hysterical now as River turned to slump and clutch at the wall. "River. River. River. You don't know River." Whimpers now, soft and shaky. Like boats on tiny waves.