Questions. More bloody questions. And, of course, now she could answer any way she liked, River found she didn't want to answer at all. She didn't want to talk about it. What was the point? She'd died.
And then the Doctor had left her behind, having given her an afterlife she'd made it very clear she'd never have wanted.
"Yes. It worked." She nearly left it at that, but then she looked into her wife's eyes again. As angry as she might have been, as hurt as she was, she still loved her. "And I wasn't alone. Charlotte was a very clever little girl."