[ He can't always be sure if his words land the way he hopes. He makes promises — many — and he always means to keep them, always fights to, but things happen. So he stops short of promising her, even if it's implicit. He can be sure of one thing: he'll never stop trying to live up to the promise, whatever it takes. But in this instance, she seems to believe him and he's glad for it.
When she looks to him, his eyes meet hers, all at once hopeful in return. Certain. How can he best explain that when he meets people, so often, it's their mere presence that bolsters him, like a beacon being lit again in the dark? He hasn't been here so long to be weary or cynical and it wouldn't be in his nature anyway (except after losing Amy and Rory), but people like River keep him anchored. ]
You can, promise. We're short on wrinkle-free Rivers there, actually, so you'll be absolutely welcome! [ He swings back from serious to silly, and back again so easily, like breathing. ] Mag runs the inn, she takes care of people like us, brought here. I'll work out all the details, not to worry.
[ He figures she can have his room for now since he rarely sleeps and doesn't have much need for it. On the occasions he does need rest, he can easily drop off in a corner of the tavern somewhere for a bit. Or maybe River would prefer getting to work right away and have her own room from the start; Mag doesn't ask for much at all, only some work to be done around the tavern in exchange. He'll leave it up to her, but wants to try and give her a day or two to settle in with a bed before worrying about anything else. He'd settled in quickly, but it might be a lot all at once for her. ]
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When she looks to him, his eyes meet hers, all at once hopeful in return. Certain. How can he best explain that when he meets people, so often, it's their mere presence that bolsters him, like a beacon being lit again in the dark? He hasn't been here so long to be weary or cynical and it wouldn't be in his nature anyway (except after losing Amy and Rory), but people like River keep him anchored. ]
You can, promise. We're short on wrinkle-free Rivers there, actually, so you'll be absolutely welcome! [ He swings back from serious to silly, and back again so easily, like breathing. ] Mag runs the inn, she takes care of people like us, brought here. I'll work out all the details, not to worry.
[ He figures she can have his room for now since he rarely sleeps and doesn't have much need for it. On the occasions he does need rest, he can easily drop off in a corner of the tavern somewhere for a bit. Or maybe River would prefer getting to work right away and have her own room from the start; Mag doesn't ask for much at all, only some work to be done around the tavern in exchange. He'll leave it up to her, but wants to try and give her a day or two to settle in with a bed before worrying about anything else. He'd settled in quickly, but it might be a lot all at once for her. ]