With a grin River digs her bare toes into soft, warm soil, watching Ned make a necklace out of flowers. "Can you ...bake it?" Look at her, trying to give the benefit of the doubt.

This is good. This is ...nice, quiet, calming happiness that neither of them have had in spades in their lives up until this point. River can actually let go of fear for a moment, of concern. Let go of the weight of so many people on her shoulders. It'll be okay. This was okay, wasn't it?

She knows that's not exactly true, but she wants to believe it and this may be the only chance she gets to do it. Happy and laughing in the sun with a good friend, and not missing the stars for the first time since she woke up here.