Someone's getting a Doctor wrapped around her waist. She doesn't know if River's met this face yet, but she doesn't particularly care.
River’s not met this face - hence the instinctual fighting when she feels the arms around her. She feels trapped - caged - and River doesn’t do well with trapped. When she’s escaped the grip, she turns and reaches for her gun, though she doesn’t draw it just yet.
“You’d best have a good reason for sneaking up on me like that.”










