The other girls pain was palpable. It was loud. It stained things, it was sticky and thick and it hurt.

Normally River shied away from such things, she didn't WANT to feel them, but this was Snow. This was a friend. So she went looking. And when she found her in the grass she quietly sat down next to her, close enough to feel her warmth but not so close to touch.

Snow didn't like to be touched or she might have patted her awkwardly on the arm in consolation. But instead she just sat and silently let her friend know she was not alone.