River smiled, very slightly. She did not want to get into all of it, but that was for her own reasons. Wash would be disappointed. Wouldn't he? She'd finally done what all the crew was afraid of.
"Some people juggle geese," she said, with a slight shrug.
As he kept talking, River realized that Wash possibly did not know he had died. She did not want to inform him of that, and silently resolved not to.
Hannibal was taking care of anything she could need, but that didn't mean River would not want Wash around. At all.
"I'll always need someone with an excellent knowledge of dinosaurs," River said, matter-of-factly. "I try to explain what it was like. Serenity, the Alliance, Mal...."
She shook her head. "No one really understands what I--" No, there had to be a better way to say that. "--what happened. But you do."