Robin nodded, thinking that later she'd like to spend some time hearing about his old companions. Though she'd seen their images projected on the walls of the TARDIS, she hadn't heard much about any of them other than little snippets of information from time to time. Maybe one day she and the Doctor would be able to slow down enough for him to tell her some of their stories. If they got out of this alive... And if he could remember them.<br/><br/>She hoped that he would remember her after she'd gone.<br/><br/>A strange sense of melancholy seized the blonde for a moment at that thought. It was as if there was something huge coming... Something huge and disastrous. Fighting to keep a normal expression on her face, Robin listened again to the conversation. It piqued her interest when the Doctor's friends started acting a little flighty... Like there was something they didn't want to tell him.<br/><br/>The nervousness was infectious. Robin found it difficult to stand still when everyone started fidgeting, not meeting each others' eyes. What could be so horrible that even this ragtag group of soldiers were uncomfortable saying? Maybe she didn't even<em>want</em>to know. Maybe there were some things that were better left unsaid. But then, Jenny spoke that phrase again. That strange phase that had surfaced in so many places, in so many times.<br/><br/>"Again," Robin whispered. "There it is again. What does it mean, Doctor?" Her heart was pounding in her chest as she looked at the Time Lord accusingly. "What does it mean? Why does it keep following us like this?"