At the Doctor's compliments, Robin found herself blushing. He was so strange, so obviously alien, and yet... Still completely a man. He knew exactly the things to say to women to make them happy - even if they knew it wasn't true. She smiled, raising a hand to her cheek and feeling the puckered scar again.<em>Beauty... Right,</em>she thought, sticking her tongue out.<em>More like the handsome Doctor and his sidekick with the hacked-up face.</em><br/><br/>She found herself standing, and she stepped away from the bed carefully, testing her legs. Everything was working perfectly, and a broad grin appeared on her face. She didn't even know the last time she had stood as straight as this, or felt so alive and healthy. Then, she realized that the back of her gown was open and turned quickly, making sure the Doctor had no view.<br/><br/>"You're just... checking me out? That won't set off some sort of alarm or anything?" The walls were flashing strange colors, making Robin jump each time something else appeared on them. Then he asked her the most absurd question she'd ever heard, and she couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious.<br/><br/>"Of course I'm not ready," she said, scowling, "I need to put on some real clothes first, if you don't mind."