This new place continued to be overwhelming. It struck at River in strange ways, one moment making her vulnerable. Secrets exposed, terrifying future gaping in front of them. Stranded in a past time, she knew her brother struggled for how to treat her. (A secondary problem, admittedly, to River, who always felt like a frayed string, no amount of needles or medications able to reverse what she now was.)
But she liked the people here, a wide array of faces each with a new experience. Gleaming new worlds that reassured her that there was still more light no matter how much darkness inched forward.
The combination of which was perhaps why she stopped openly at the sight of the stranger in front of her. She was barefoot, wandering the halls once again. Everyone here ... felt different, but there was something new about him.
"Hello," she answered automatically, eyes fixated on the dark tufts of hair that stood at strange angles. She leaned forward to touch without asking, an unusually bold move. "Angles defying the laws of gravity."