Simon just stared. Really what was he supposed to say to that little announcement?
"Right, at least there aren't any dinosaurs?" The good doctor looked from his not completely there sister to the man who had to be just as lost to to entertain River's flights of fancy. "River, we really should go."
Mad people should only be handled one at a time, certainly when one mad person is an unknown. He didn't need the variables, and he didn't know how well things would work out if one of them should lose. If either could lose at all.
His hand lifted to touch her hair. The last time he'd let her visit with a stranger alone, she'd almost been burnt to death. As he hadn't heard of anything from any of the rest of the crew, he had a hard time believing they would be rescued in the last minute. He crouched down beside the table. "Come on. Let's find the rest of them, what do you say?"