River was watching television. This wasn't something she did all that often, but today they were airing a City Ballet production that pre-dated River's time in the City. It was Coppelia.
Her mind had been busy lately, busier than normal. After Dinah'd come to visit, River began to hold out hope that maybe, somehow, everything would be okay. She did not believe that the City didn't have it in for her.
So many people seemed to. Because of who she was and what she could do.
She heard the door and didn't move until she heard Hannibal say her name.
... the other room.
River muted the television, but allowed the dancers from a decade ago to continue their waltz across the screen. She swept her legs down to the floor, a turquoise skirt going with them, bare feet hitting the ground just as company came in.
She looked very wide-eyed and surprised to see Lindsey, but still gave him a small smile.