"I'll help you any way I can, Mistress Harme," Robin said softly, hugging the cat a little closer to her side. "And I'm not brilliant, I'm just following orders. You are brilliant, and kind, and it has been an honor to meet you. A real honor." She smiled over at Harme, feeling fatigued but empowered with her desire to help the woman and her friends and the future of the human race.<br/><br/>Rogan was formidable with his fangs and his armor. Obviously a fierce warrior, he stood strong and proud in his place, ready to defend his Mistress with his life. But no matter how scary he might look, Robin knew that the Doctor was easily the more frightening of the two. He stood there, looking silly shirtless with a bolo tie and rolled-up pants, but behind his ancient eyes lurked a scary intelligence and a readiness for battle that Robin couldn't even fathom.<br/><br/>"The Doctor will keep us safe," Robin reassured Harme with a little smile. "He's saved me twice now and he hardly even knows me. You're much more important and he knows you well, so I know he'll get us out of this and get those memoirs for you."<br/><br/>Another wave came over her then as they walked, more of the same excitement and thrill, but she thought that the Doctor didn't need to hear repeat news, and she kept silent.