"Provisioning is healthsome," River agrees placidly, to all of that, and turns away from the door.







It's a few minutes before she returns. When she does, she has a key in one hand, and a bag in the other. (It's got plates, silverware, and sturdy flat-bottomed takeout containers. Bar knows River.)

Again, she doesn't bother to knock or speak up, but this time she lets herself in.