River was about to say something, but he saw Wyngs run across the hall and up the stairs. He sighed, he didn't know if she'd seen him, or was avoiding him. River couldn't let this go on for much longer, he needed her more than she knew he did. It was being able to tell her this that didn't help him. She knew how he felt, he'd told her but she'd never seemed interested. She seemed so upset all the time... and he had come back to try and make her happy again. So far he was doing a lousy job. River took a deep breath and then made his way up the stairs, softly knocked on Wyngs' door and opened it.<br/>"I know you wont believe me, but I am sorry... and, well if you want me to leave, I will." River said, in a way that made him sound resonated, as though he was just giving up because nothing he tried seemed to help, and maybe not coming back would have been better, but he had to see her. He hated being apart from her,but she just couldn't see this. He shuffled a little and looked down at his feet. He knew she was crying, and he just couldn't bare to see her cry. It was the one thing he'd never been able to do. He waited for what seemed like an eternity of silence. It hung heavy above him, almost like a thick winter blanket. River felt sickened and a little dizzy, he just needed her to understand he couldn't live without her.