𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 someone easily rendered speechless. In fact, Donna Noble considered herself someone who would outlive the universe to have the last word. Yet, for not the first time, River Song had succeeded in just that. She glanced away briefly, as she was feeling slightly too old to have a blush. Life since she had regained her memories and had begun to merge the two versions of herself continued to be a learning curve. Relationships, and how she and her husband approached them now, were among those. It had gone mainly unspoken until now, casual flirtations now taken seriously. Was it a test, she wondered. Coffee was innocuous, perhaps a sign she wasn't ready yet, if selected ? Drinks more suggestive. Had not many dates of the past started that way ? Maybe it was just as it was stated, a query of interest and preference ? She hadn't been here in a very long time, and definitely not so openly queer before. She'd need to be brave and ask. Clearing her throat for a second, meeting River's gaze once more as she answered. " And, if I did either... what would that... mean ? "