River was barbecuing an apple. She looked sullen and muttering to herself, wishing cabin time was over and she could go back to her own room, where there was no need to make an effort to keep people out of her mind. The cabins were noisy - although less so now since a certain darkhaired girl turned into a bird. There was also that incident that had upset Kerrigan. River didn't wan't to think about that.

She poked the apple with her finger. Almost done.

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