She was right, and he offers her a cheeky grin as a reply before following her upstairs. Her room fascinated him, with a few books and it being so dark seemed rather more sinister than it really was. It was amazing they didn't kill themselves in this darkness.

The Doctor sat on the edge of her bed, watching her, admiring the confidence she exuded and how at ease she made him even with a such a light touch through the short fringe of his bangs.