Oh, that's much more interesting. A Time Lord who doesn't flail. Well, she could work with that. Definitely. "I've only ever heard of the Doctor. What do you call yourself?" Her red lips form a coy grin as he rubs back against her. She certainly wasn't afraid to get 'up close and personal' with him. Personal space didn't even seem to exist when it came to River Song.

Suddenly she shifts away from him, facing the opposite direction, as if her attention span could only last for so long. She's young, even by Time Lord standards. Young and restless. Facing the hovering paradox orbs, she smiles and makes a vague 'shoo' motion. "Oh, I'll tell you whatever you want to know. But really, must we have an audience? I mean, I suppose I could work around that....but really, must we?