"Where to now..?" The Doctor asked, his tone friendly, but his face hard set. Now he didn't look like the mischievous man that had thwarted an evil person and saved innocent lives, he just looked angry, and it was clear why. He hadn't saved them, he had very nearly got them killed. If it hadn't been for the Doctor's condition, then Harme would not have needed to sacrifice herself, she would have been able to die peacefully.<br/><br/>"First of all, we get some clothes for you," the Doctor spoke before steering Robin straight into the open door way of a room full to the brim with stuff, clothes, food, pictures, tools, plants, pets, furniture, an uncountable amount of treasures of all different shapes and sizes. And of course, standing in the corner of the room, was the TARDIS. "The S S Nightingales lost property. Seemed a fitting place to park and look! There's my anorak!"<br/><br/>The Doctor cheered before picking up the blue anorak and slipping it over his shoulders. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his sonic screwdriver before flipping it into the air and catching it, grinning like a kid at his success.<br/><br/>"Go find something to wear, there's got to be some stuff that will catch your eye," the Doctor said before gesturing to the room. "Once your done, meet me in the TARDIS," the Doctor spoke before crossing over to the blue box and stepping inside. "Then I can take you home," he spoke quietly before the door slammed shut.