[York won't pretend he didn't notice when River's name had vanished, but they hadn't spoken in some time. She was a friend, though, and she was back, and that was enough to bring a smile to his face.
She wasn't going to remember any of it, though, and that meant she could be overwhelmed so easily in this place. He knew well enough how badly she could react to that, especially without the familiar presence of her brother here to help stabilize her.
So he talks into the journal, hoping she hasn't wandered too far away from it yet.]
River? River, is that you? My name is York. I'm a friend.
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She wasn't going to remember any of it, though, and that meant she could be overwhelmed so easily in this place. He knew well enough how badly she could react to that, especially without the familiar presence of her brother here to help stabilize her.
So he talks into the journal, hoping she hasn't wandered too far away from it yet.]
River? River, is that you? My name is York. I'm a friend.