There it was, that stupidly annoying question that seemed to follow River wherever she went.
She blinked, realizing after he had voiced that cursed question she had started staring at the remains for some moments. Oh River, I'm sure you seem alright. She glanced at him, chewing her lip awkwardly.
Truth was, no. She wasn't all right, she felt like her family was dying, including her, to be exact. Her son had been attacked and kidnapped-- And stabbed, her husband could be dead, her niece probably had depression, her other niece probably had post traumatic stress disorder, her brother that she had vowed to protect was dead, her sister-in-law was dead, one of her best friends probably hated her right now, she was fighting the people who had murdered her parents again, her friends' kids had been shot, stabbed, and other wise nearly killed, there was a poison that could kill her entire family and most of the population, she was staring at an old battle field from a battle she had fought in-- And killed in, most of this was probably her fault, and the list went on and on.
She gave a half hearted smirk, staring Wolfram in the eyes. "I'm perfectly fine. Now, let's go get that crystal, shall we?"