River never once asked why. The look in Simon's eyes was enough to convey his vast need. It was always after a battle, when he was tired and worn from fighting. Simon held her so tenderly that River could not help, but go to him. River was a tad confused at first; the touches that she believed were only meant for Kaylee. It took many nights of whispering with heavy breath. Simon's hands slid under the sheets, and worked her core until she moaned his name. Simon's bunk creaked with their movement, and they were truly one in that moment.