He shook his head. California. No, of course not. "Not ... I mean, there are differences. Not ... something others would necessarily spot. Physically, I mean. I'm sure mentally you're ... obviously, two completely different people." He studied her. "But you resemble her a great deal," he admitted. Almost painfully so, if he was being honest. Like a sane River, one who hadn't been tampered with and broken.
Simon did nod to her question about being a new arrival. "Just ... a few days ago," he agreed. "Are there a lot of people looking for siblings?" He inquired, wondering if she'd meant she'd met new arrivals or specifically arrivals seeking siblings. Either way, he couldn't imagine anyone who arrived here wasn't missing someone at home.
"Someone said it was ... magic?" He regarded her skeptically before he shrugged. "It's unnatural, anyway. The temperature and ... the sudden snow in summer. It's ... unexpected."