River was an uncommonly brave person. She'd faced things that would send others running in the opposite direction. Yet now, she can't bring herself to say the words that have been plaguing her mind since her discovery. She needs time to build herself up to it, that's what she tells herself at least.

The truth is, she's scared, and she's aware that after all these years, this could drive her and Methos apart. She doesn't want that at all.

"No, nothing's wrong at all," she says, lying easily, though of course, there isn't necessarily anything wrong. It's just.. complicated.

"Ooh, ordering in sounds good. I might join you there."

Something simple, a normal evening, by Earth standards. She could do with normal tonight.