River immediately understood what he was trying to do here. He'd the Doctor's future and now he wanted to rewrite it. A part of her was horrified at such a thing, after all, The Doctor's death was a fixed point in time and space. He had to be on that lake shore.

Still, she wasn't about to argue with him. The only way to win this game of wits was to make him think joining forces with him made her hot and heavy.

Tilting her head, her lips graze his, murmuring softly.

"Do tell, darling. Perhaps we could be free of these handcuffs and come to an agreement that is to the pleasure of both parties?"

Her voice is a sensual purr.