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The world she'd gotten used to feeling off kilter righted itself as he put his arms around her, and River exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. For a moment, she'd been afraid that seeing Simon was either a hallucination, or a trick of the Dreaming. But no hallucination, even her vivid ones, could mimic hearing Simon say her name like that, like she was the only important thing he knew.
"They're not here. Inara was, a long time ago, but she left and never came back. Simon, I've been here before. When we go back, we don't remember."
A cautious touch, the buttons on his vest. "You're real."
Simon looked down into River's eyes before he ran a hand through his precious sister's hair.
"Of course I'm real," he told her, softly, reassuring. "And I won't go away, not as long as I can help it." But he then tilted his head as what River was saying sunk in. "You... have been here before? But that should not... wouldn't we have noticed if you left home?"
She gives him a look, because there have been some things that should be only dreams, made quite real.
"Temporal anomaly," River said, with a pinch between her brows at her inability to better explain it. "They say time freezes. I was here, then I woke up back on Serenity in the same moment. Relativity of simultaneity. Two things that can't exist in the same time and space, but they do."
Then she takes a closer look at him. Around her neck is a blue and green gem. "Simon. What did you do?"
Simon frowned at that. He would have called it impossible, and yet he would have thought it impossible up until a few hours ago that he could be hurtled through time and space and land up on an entirely different planet, and yet... here he was.
"Well, that is not the most bizarre thing I have heard today," he admitted. "And if you were never gone back home, I suppose it must be true." He then reached out and softly touched the gem around her neck. "I had one like this, but... I didn't think it was as important as they said."
He winced internally, knowing she was likely going to scold him for that one. He certainly felt idiotic for not listening by this point.
He would find that there were a lot of impossible things in this place, and the arrival of it was literally only just the beginning. (She thinks, this might actually be good for him. In some way.)
... and of course he got rid of the soul gem.
She pinched him.
"Used to be lanterns," she told him, pointing to one of the red and gold ones hanging from a nearby rooftop. "Like those. Shepherd Book wouldn't like it at all, something so big into something so small. What did you do with it?"
Simon grimaced a little when she pinched him, but he accepted it- it was looking increasingly likely that he'd earned it, after all.
"So it's true? Our souls are put into another container when we arrive here?" He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But why?" He then looked back at River. "I set it down by a market stall. The crystal was purple..."
River shrugs, a little helplessly, because she can't explain it either (and it bothers her, more than she's willing to admit even to him, to feel so out of her depth at comprehending something).
"It's magic. Not like stories, but real. And this isn't a planet... order of chelonii or testudines."
She twined her hand in his, tugging him back toward the market stalls. "We'll find it."
Simon let himself be tugged along, and as they walked, he shook his head.
"I'm not sure I'm ready to swallow the existence of magic just yet," he admitted. "Even after everything I've seen so far... magic is a bit much. I still do not quite understand what I am doing here- what any of us are doing here."
"I know," she said simply, and she'd always known that he'd have a harder time than she did, accepting it. Only because of all the things that she'd seen her first time here allowed her to be able to put aside the driving need to make sense of it, or rather, to accept that it's magic WAS the way of making sense of it.
Keeping her eyes trained for a glimpse of purple, she adds after a moment, "There's something else. Time isn't... linear, it doesn't follow here. Sometimes it's ahead and sometimes it's before."
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"They're not here. Inara was, a long time ago, but she left and never came back. Simon, I've been here before. When we go back, we don't remember."
A cautious touch, the buttons on his vest. "You're real."
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"Of course I'm real," he told her, softly, reassuring. "And I won't go away, not as long as I can help it." But he then tilted his head as what River was saying sunk in. "You... have been here before? But that should not... wouldn't we have noticed if you left home?"
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"Temporal anomaly," River said, with a pinch between her brows at her inability to better explain it. "They say time freezes. I was here, then I woke up back on Serenity in the same moment. Relativity of simultaneity. Two things that can't exist in the same time and space, but they do."
Then she takes a closer look at him. Around her neck is a blue and green gem. "Simon. What did you do?"
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"Well, that is not the most bizarre thing I have heard today," he admitted. "And if you were never gone back home, I suppose it must be true." He then reached out and softly touched the gem around her neck. "I had one like this, but... I didn't think it was as important as they said."
He winced internally, knowing she was likely going to scold him for that one. He certainly felt idiotic for not listening by this point.
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... and of course he got rid of the soul gem.
She pinched him.
"Used to be lanterns," she told him, pointing to one of the red and gold ones hanging from a nearby rooftop. "Like those. Shepherd Book wouldn't like it at all, something so big into something so small. What did you do with it?"
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"So it's true? Our souls are put into another container when we arrive here?" He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But why?" He then looked back at River. "I set it down by a market stall. The crystal was purple..."
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"It's magic. Not like stories, but real. And this isn't a planet... order of chelonii or testudines."
She twined her hand in his, tugging him back toward the market stalls. "We'll find it."
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"I'm not sure I'm ready to swallow the existence of magic just yet," he admitted. "Even after everything I've seen so far... magic is a bit much. I still do not quite understand what I am doing here- what any of us are doing here."
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Keeping her eyes trained for a glimpse of purple, she adds after a moment, "There's something else. Time isn't... linear, it doesn't follow here. Sometimes it's ahead and sometimes it's before."