It was not just the world of the Jedi where readers were rare. She knew it was rare back home as well. Wash had thought it out of science fiction even though they lived on a space ship. But it wasn't by choice. She was intuitive before, right? Or had she always been a reader? She didn't know. Everything from the Academy blurred together and so what was from that and she had always been born with, it was left unknown. Beyond her intellect. She'd been correcting Simon's homework long before the Academy. Still, the other things, the feeling of everything, the ability to fight... those were created. Stuck in her. With the memories that kept her awake because she didn't know what they were of. Because they weren't hers.
Still, there was familiarity here. It wasn't home, they weren't her family, but they had a family unit all the same. Perhaps it was what all three of them needed. Why they bonded together. No. Luke and Mara were connected, married, in love. She was the stray. The one without a family once the Seal stole Simon from her. The one who's family before had been a bunch of other strays all together on Serenity. They had found one another and they had become family. Like here.
At the comment, the brunette looked to Mara, tilting her head to the side. Really, there were a lot of things. Hypocrisy, judgment... but Mara needed to relax and River was lucid. Which meant she knew what was needed and wasn't so lost in all the emotions that she could keep up. And they calmed her. So she should calm them.
"The mechanics of the ship."
And so River went into a very animated and detailed explanation on just why the documentary on the Hindenburg was wrong. Why they had failed. Why they were wrong in what history said was the truth. Because they didn't understand. It was all so very obvious. To someone like River. No one else, but she knew why she was right. She could easily draw up the comparisons if necessary.
Documentaries were often wrong, though. She was used to it.