Well that wasn't right, she thought. "That's taking la petite mort a little too seriously," she said with a tiny shake of her head. Though it was a valuable bit of information - the Angel wasn't exactly the chaste type, although it did leave her wondering about his taste in women.

She smiled back, the sight of his own smile warmed her. "Said the Angel to the human," River chuckled. It sounded like the opening of a joke. She lightly brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, tilting her head at him coyly.

"Where would you like to start, sweetie?"