Robin didn't really understand most of the conversation; her fear at Davros's first statements caused her to tune out a lot of what the two were saying. The fragile human could only stand there, waiting to die, with the knowledge that her life would be slowly leeched from her to feed the fuel of the Daleks' hatred. It seemed a sick sort of joke, that she had survived much already and was now to be killed inside a tree that was meant for bringing life to so many planets.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were interrupted as the green light descended over her and the Doctor, and she felt as though she weighed a hundred pounds more than normal.<em>This is it,</em>the girl thought, panic bubbling in her throat. But then, Davros was leaving, and the Doctor was... smiling? Congratulating her?<br/><br/>"I don't understand," she said weakly, looking at their linked hands. "I mean, thank you, but... I didn't really do anything."