Robin was silent while the Doctor told his story. A feeling of dread rose in her, filling her with a strange sense of oncoming doom. After a few moments, she had to look away, not wanting the Doctor to see the fear in her eyes. But after thinking, she looked back to him, a determined expression on her face.<br/><br/>"Well, that may be true," she said, wincing and slapping a hand to the side of her head. "So maybe you should just kill me now. Why take the chance? If we don't know, we may as well assume the worst. So go ahead Doctor, shoot me or something." Anger flashed in her eyes then. "But if you don't want to kill me, then we are<em>finding out</em>what this noise is. It's driving me nuts and I want to get to the bottom of it. I don't care what you say."<br/><br/>With that, she looked at him defiantly, crossing her arms over her chest.