"But it's done playing hide and seek," River replied matter-of-factly. "It did such a good job, but now the game is over. Now it just has stories to tell. Most people don't value those."
She bent at the waist, lowering herself until her cheek rested firmly on the top of the box, a soft smile brightening her face. It was whispering to her, stories of the old man by the lake, so easily forgotten, hiding in plain sight. The little girl he'd befriended, who wasn't so little anymore. The history of a life long since lost, and a word she didn't know.
"What's a Jedi?" she asked, looking back to Wanda.