"I'm fine," she says a little too quickly. She remembered how they had last parted.

Oh yeah. Real fine Adeola muttered in her ear. Martha batted at an area around her shoulder as if telling the other woman to go away. It didn't help, the projection of Adeola shimmered into view just in time to tell her, So fine that you had to have an angel put you to sleep for a few hours.

Martha had no idea Adeola was visible and audible to the Doctor. She was ignoring it.

"And you? How are you? And how's Mina?"