Donna smiles at him, a touch of sadness there. The Doc really does remind her of her Doctor in some ways. "Don't think any of us can afford to dilly-dally much longer. I've been a pony for over a year. Feels like I might start forgetting how to walk on two legs before long.

"I'll leave you do it if you want to get back to work. Or... if there's something I could do to help a bit? Maybe tidy up the place for you? At least the mess. Might drip everywhere, though." She wrinkles her snout.