Robin grinned brightly as the Master and the Silents brought her out of the TARDIS, but as soon as her gaze landed on Allen she froze, her eyes widening as far as they could.<em>No, no, no,</em>she thought, despair seeping into her bones.<em>Why are you here, stupid boy?</em>She tried to give him a pleasant look, but he gazed at her with confusion as though he had no idea who she was.<br/><br/>When the Doctor began addressing her as Robin, Allen slowly turned to look back at his sister. Their gazes met and Allen's jaw dropped, his blue eyes looking like saucers in his freckled face. Robin wagged her eyebrows at him but he still looked at her with a certain amount of fear. Wincing, Robin looked away and back to the Doctor, resolving to try and talk to her brother later.<br/><br/>It came as a shock that he had a different face from something other than regeneration. Robin would have understood had he been in a new body, but this was one she had seen in his fragmented memories. He was a little more warlike, a little more severe... And his ears! Robin let out an absurd giggle as his ears wiggled when he turned around and strutted toward them down the aisle.<br/><br/>"Good thing, too, I was beginning to get tired of everyone calling me Vixen," Robin said, winking her good eye. "If you ask the Master here, apparently I'm the Harbinger, though that sounds a little more dramatic than I'd like." She spit on the floor again as she tasted the metallic tang of blood. Then she looked at the Master.<br/><br/>"See, you put all this faith in my psychic powers, but then you doubt me when I say the Doctor's alive?" she asked cheerfully. "Haven't you learned by now that I'm basically always right?"