Allen and Strax had gotten out behind the Doctor, and were standing behind the two Time Lords as he and the Master conversed. Strax had his gun ready, just in case it would be needed. Allen took this time to look between the Doctor and Robin, wondering if he would ever even see his sister again after this transformation... If any of them got out alive.<br/><br/>Robin was listening to the Doctor and the Master speak, her face still cool and collected. When the Master ordered the Silents to begin advancing on their little group, Robin turned toward the Doctor, hoping he'd had some secret plan this whole time. It looked as though he was working up something... And apparently had a little more control now over which version of himself was in control.<br/><br/>The icy look started to melt off of Robin's face as he spoke. Slowly, her eyes warmed and her lips turned up into a slight smile. Here was her Doctor. Though he may have a different face, she could hear his spirit in every word spoken by his previous forms. She could see snapshots of every time the Doctor faced his enemy, defeating him time and time again through various means.<br/><br/>The most recent, she saw, ended actually through the Master himself, pushing a grumpy-looking Time Lord she could only assume was Rassilon back into a portal of sorts. So caught up in his memories, she didn't realize when he'd changed back to the silly-looking Eleventh Doctor. But as he straightened his bow tie, she heard an all too familiar screech behind her.<br/><br/>Laughing, she ducked, and looked back to make sure Allen and Strax had too. They group of them ran forward (in a way that Robin was sure looked quite humorous) and Robin grabbed the Doctor's hand, giving it a squeeze that somehow contained all the gratefulness she felt toward him.<br/><br/>"Hey, Doctor!" she shouted over the noise. "I'll have to admit... Bow ties<em>are</em>cool!"