Laces undone, River toes her boots off in a rush. Socks next, another giddy laugh on her lips.

She feels in the dark for him, her hand coming to rest on his head, trailing down to his shoulder as she moves to sit on the bed beside him. Her fingers hold tight to his sleeve.

Her scent tells him she's adjusting to the space, the intimacy of being in his room, in his bed.