River thinks she knows a rifle that could help with that, but she's not at all sure they could stop glaring at each other like wolves trying to assert their dominance long enough to get to the intoxication part. Boys are dumb.

She rolls her eyes, hard, at the 'I don't think.' Because no, Simon, you don't. At least not right now.

"The insides gone and there's... We have to fortify a base of operations."

And River keeps pulling him along behind her, looking sideways at doors and turning around corners until she finds one she thinks is appropriate. This might take a while.