River heard the voice that was just in her head and not her eyes, and then the person who was just in her ears and not her eyes, and she started to wonder if she was imagining them. Her eyes focused on John. Was he playing tricks on her? Some kind of illusionist, trying to trick her into believing him? She wasn't going to buy it.
But... he seemed to be mostly nonthreatening at the moment. She let her guard down slightly.
"Am searching," River said to John, waving behind her slightly. "With imaginary others. Could use a compass. Where is north?"
Realizing that that wouldn't translate well, she furrowed her brow and clarified, tugging at the shirt she was wearing. "Pieces of Eight. DauphinMare's treasures."
She wanted John to help her find them, if he knew where they were.
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Date: 2009-01-11 09:16 am (UTC)But... he seemed to be mostly nonthreatening at the moment. She let her guard down slightly.
"Am searching," River said to John, waving behind her slightly. "With imaginary others. Could use a compass. Where is north?"
Realizing that that wouldn't translate well, she furrowed her brow and clarified, tugging at the shirt she was wearing. "Pieces of Eight. DauphinMare's treasures."
She wanted John to help her find them, if he knew where they were.