She tilted her head, birdlike, and arched her eyebrow. Then she laughed. "An angry slayer is a bad idea. She's not quite human. Can't help it." A beat. "I'd like to talk to her."
Her eyes cleared and raised back to Hannibal's, as though she hadn't just said any of that.
"Others."
She bit her lower lip gently, considering.
"Three beautiful women... Inara... picked off. Quiet. Quick. A lot of quick."
River leaned forward and brushed her lips against Hannibal's cheek. Quick.