If the mint has worn off, he can also smell River, incredibly pleased with herself and pleased to give him something new and exciting.

She steps back a bit to remove her heavy woolen sweater, revealing a simple white tshirt beneath. And curves previously hidden by the bulk of the wool.

Of course, it's just too warm for the jungle. She drapes the sweater over a chair at the table and then joins him. "I've turned the book's narration off, so let me know if you'd like to hear it. You can have it vocal or subvocal."

A flash of iridescent blue flies overhead.