Simon frowned some, not liking being ignored by River. But he wasn’t going to push her any. He stared at the chair and for a moment had no idea what or why she’d kicked it. He glanced at the captain, and then Monica who was glaring at him again. In fact the woman’s stare was what got him into the seat. In a manner that relayed that she’d intimated him enough to want to leave the room, but instead sat beside River.