As he spoke, Robin placed her hands on her hips and listened. Her lips were a thin line, and she rolled her eyes on more than one occasion. When he finished, she stood for a moment more before speaking up.<br/><br/>"You done?" she asked sarcastically. Then, with a decisive stride, she walked up to the Doctor and turned him to face her. Looking up into his ageless face, she poked a finger, hard, into his chest. "Listen here you big, stupid, amazing alien. You think you have the right to tell me what to do? Yeah, I've been nearly killed and tortured and scared. So doesn't that give me my own choice?" Her eyes narrowed.<br/><br/>"I don't care about any of that. No matter what's happened, or what will happen in the future, I will<em>never</em>wish that you would have just 'left me alone.' You are the most extraordinary thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm greedy, so I want to stick around. So you just hear what I'm saying, Doctor, because I'm not leaving. You don't make decisions for me. I left you once and immediately regretted it. Now, I'm not giving you up."<br/><br/>With that, she turned and strode to a rail that stuck out from the control panel and sat on it with determination. She crossed her legs and looked at him expectantly.