Dancing, good, she'd been dancing. That always seemed to make her happy, so it comforted Simon to know she hadn't been cowering for the whole time he hadn't been with her. He would get over the guilt of that eventually, he knew, but for now, he took what comforts he could. He'd have to have this Jacob Black, then.
River's mind-reading would one day stop catching him off guard, but until then, Simon would have to take a moment to remember it and not ask how she knew that. Still, he had to think back on the encounter to properly answer, and that took a second. "He kind of reminds me of Mal, what with how he seems to take things in stride. Only he's much less... brusque, I suppose, on a first meeting."