River stood over the bed to look down at him, sitting on the edge. She toyed briefly with the idea of taking his hand and promptly decided against it. Without looking at Church, she spoke.
"That was unnecessary." Her softness spoke volumes. The embarrassed, slightly pink tint of color to her cheeks said she didn't want to be saying such things. "Your harshness with -- Your harshness was unnecessary." Even the things Church had said to her, the way he'd spoken...River still hurt. Knowing that he'd put York's life in danger, hurt River even more. But still, her voice remained unfalteringly steady. Emotionless. "Leave."