She shakes her head, regretting that she's even asked the question.

"I don't know." There's a sound that might be the start of a laugh, but it's choked, almost painful. "Both?"

Oh, she wishes she could still drink. Bloody mask. She could use a drink right about now. Something to do with her hands. Something to distract herself. Instead, she pushes forward. She's started this conversation. They might as well finish it.

"I knew. Of course, I knew. Why do you think I was always running?" River knows she sounds more emotional than she'd like, even muffled by the mask, and she takes a moment to breathe, pull herself back together. "I didn't realize you would be there, that you would be so young. Did you love me because you'd already saw it end?"