"Oi, Oi, don't be silly. I care a lot about you're health, but now you're no longer hurt so I can relax a bit. Do me a favor and keep it up," the Doctor said before shuffling his hovering chair a little closer to her and holding up the newspaper. "This article, is the very start of one of the greatest stories in all of time. On a planet called Salo, thousands are suddenly slaughtered by an unknown threat, during a time when most of it's armies are traveling across the universe to lend aid to a distant planet called Facri."<br/><br/>"Now the armies of Salo are devastated by the loss of so many on the home world and have also become exhausted from aiding the Facri against their enemies. They know that they must help the Facri to rebuild their world before they can make the journey and avenge their people," the Doctor held up the newspaper and grinned broadly as he looked over the pages again. It seemed mad that could smile when the story was so dire. "But then, the Facri, grateful for all that the Salo have done for them, insist that not only should the Salo return to their world, but they should let as many of the Facri aid them in defending their world."<br/><br/>"Imagine that Robin? An entire race that see's their planet get almost annihilated and they stick by their friends despite knowing they may have to return to battle again, so soon after the last war. It's amazing how heroic acts can surface in the most dreadful of times," the Doctor said before putting the paper back under his arm and gazing at Robin.<br/><br/>"How do you feel?" He asked softly, concern filling his golden eyes as he ran his eyes over the scar for the hundredth time. "How do you honestly feel?"